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→﹐naruto hc! <3

‹𝟹 :: ⭑⭒  🗨 !!  naruto characters and their social media habits

warnings: rushed and out-of-character

note: this is just something I decided to create on a whim, though I was inspired by a post on a clock app. i imagined how these characters might use social media, so here it is.

characters: konoha 12

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uzumaki naruto

this guy’s the reigning king of shitposting. he’s got a knack for calling out anything he deems “overrated,” and he doesn’t hold back. his feed is a never-ending stream of complaints about everything from minor inconveniences to full-blown disasters. you might see posts about how his ramen was too hot or things like pineapple on pizza. he’s the kind of troll who wouldn’t hesitate to pick a fight with kids on roblox, turning every argument into a battle that leaves them in tears and scrambling to save face (konohamaru). he would also be the type to start internet beefs over the most mundane things. if you’re ever scrolling through your feed and see a heated argument about why a certain trend is lame, chances are he is behind it.

haruno sakura

the feminist and activist extraordinaire! she’s the type of woman who not only supports human rights in every way possible but also cheers on the LGBTQ+ community with gusto—because, spoiler alert, she’s part of it. she’s someone who’s fully aware of the impact social media can have and is determined to use it to amplify her voice and make a real difference. i also think she has multiple social media accounts like a pro—there’s her private twitter account where she rants about how messed up the government is, her ao3 account where she writes fan fiction with a side of social commentary, and of course, her tumblr where she’s a curator of memes, political discourse, and everything in between. (me)

uchiha sasuke

god, bruh. this dude is basically a social media ghost—he hardly ever posts anything, but when he does, it’s like the internet has just won the lottery. he’s that guy who seems to do absolutely nothing yet somehow manages to grab everyone’s attention. he’s not really into posting on social media, but when he does, it’s always so aesthetically pleasing that you’d think he has a personal stylist and a professional photographer on speed dial. he doesn’t even try to make his posts look good; he just rolls out of bed and somehow manages to be effortlessly cool. man could post a picture of his breakfast and it would still get more likes than your entire feed.

nara shikamaru

this lazy ass (me) would probably end up being a streamer, posting about his win streaks and achievements in every game he plays. despite barely lifting a finger to do anything else, he’d be all over social media, bragging about every victory and high score. he’s the kind of guy who’d stream his gaming marathons from the comfort of his bed, racking up followers while casually lounging around in sweatpants. If there’s a leaderboard, you can bet he’s at the top, and he’s not shy about letting everyone know it.

yamanaka ino

girlie is the famous influencer! she’s always buzzing with posts about the latest fashion trends, beauty tips, and social events. like, you know, the kind of Instagram girlie who’s always flaunting her ootd and setting style standards. she’s practically a fashion icon with every outfit she wears. she’s also the type to post inspirational messages like “wear whatever makes you feel good” or “your body, your choice.” she’s incredibly popular across all her social media platforms and has a tiktok account—she’s all about those thirst traps and dance covers.

akimichi choji

my boi would definitely be the type to either watch mukbangs obsessively or become a mukbanger himself. he’d spend hours trying to replicate recipes he’s seen online, turning his kitchen into a culinary experiment zone. and you can bet he’d be posting all about it—sharing his attempts, successes, and occasional fails. his feed would be full of mouthwatering food shots and videos of him devouring his creations, proving that he’s just as passionate about cooking and eating as he is about sharing it with the world.

tenten

she’d regularly post about her daily life, giving followers an inside look at her studies or work. her feed would be filled with a lot of photos showcasing her favorite books, snapshots of her workout routines, and candid moments with her for lifers. she’s all about fitness, making her social media a hub for health tips and personal growth. you’d see her posting everything from meal prep ideas to gym selfies. she’d be the type to inspire others with her discipline and positivity.

rock lee

lee would be the type to flood his feed with gym and fitness content, sharing everything from his daily workout routines to personal fitness goals. his posts would be packed with enthusiasm and motivational messages, like “don’t judge a person because of their appearance” and other self-improvement quotes. despite his positive energy, not everyone’s a fan—especially naruto and kiba, who might be more inclined to roll their eyes and make a shitty rant about his optimism.

hyuga neji

this dude, much like sasuke, is totally indifferent to social media. he doesn’t bother with frequent posts but when he does, they’re thoughtful and deliberate. you might see him sharing reflections on life, articles he’s stumbled upon, or insightful news about everyday occurrences. he avoids jumping into pointless online drama or trends, yet somehow, he’s always clued in. that’s thanks to lee and tenten, who can’t stop talking about the latest gossip and social media happenings. despite his apparent disinterest, he picks up on all the chatter and remains surprisingly well-informed about the buzz. so, even though he’s a low-key user, he’s never completely out of the loop.

inuzuka kiba

his socials would be about random rants and memes. he’d post exaggerated complaints about the most trivial matters. his feed would be a fucking mess of humorous and offbeat content—think sarcastic comments, goofy polls, and plenty of memes featuring akamaru. he’d frequently stir up controversies, posting impulsively and diving headfirst into debates. his online presence would be a whirlwind of arguments, especially with naruto, where they often argue over who’s the dumbest between them.

hyuga hinata

she’s the type to be a crocheter, the kind you see on tiktok with an account just for her yarn creations. her feed would be packed with posts showcasing her latest crocheting projects—everything from cozy blankets and stylish scarves to adorable amigurumi (crocheted plush toys). she’d share detailed photos and videos of her work. her account would also feature tutorials and tips for fellow crocheters, helping them improve their skills. she might post about her extensive yarn collection, offer free patterns, and give followers a peek into her crafting process. whether she’s showing off her latest masterpiece or sharing a behind-the-scenes look at her studio, her feed would be a inspiring hub for all things crochet.

aburame shino

the random entomologist on your feed. he would be all about his shit for insects and the natural world. his posts would feature photos of various bugs, often accompanied by educational captions about their behavior, ecology, and characteristics. his feed would include updates from his fieldwork, observations on insect behavior, and informative posts about conservation efforts. while he might occasionally share glimpses of his other interests or hobbies, the focus would remain firmly on nature and entomology. whether he’s showcasing a rare beetle he’s spotted or sharing insights on preserving insect habitats, his content would be a treasure trove of knowledge for fellow nature enthusiasts.

[ch3rr13zk1n]

Why Preston/Clone Riggy is the hottest shorts wars character

Incase you probably don't know, Shorts wars is a arg made by a bunch of dudes that make shorts and was created because of the clone accounts ( get it?? ) that steal their content. Basically when it started there were different bunch of QR codes that popped up on their shorts and when our scanned them they took you to a video where a guy named The Boss in a unpleasant gradient says that if they don't quit making shorts and rotting people's brains then they will get replaced. While a few listened, The rest didn't. And the other stuff happened blah blah blah. Anyways i also gotta say one of the creators was a guy named Danno and uh he makes shorts (obviously i mean this is fucking shorts wars what do you expect??) and he has a mascot character named Riggy who is a blue rabbit with red shorts, green eyes and a very interesting kill count.

Also Preston/Clone Riggy didn't get the name Preston until he decided to get a new name on Phaleur's stream where he went through Phaleur's bag and eventually found his driver's license where Clone Riggy stole the name Preston and went with it calling himself " THE GREAT AND MIGHTY PRESTON!! "

Also sorry i have to highlight Preston/Clone Riggy's name in purple. There's no option to make the text dark blue ;-;

Anyways now with that explanation out of the way I'm here to explain why Preston/Clone Riggy is breedable and sexy.

He can breed. In a Danno short about if you can be invisible, Riggy was about to pull his pants down to demonstrate that you might have to be naked to be invisible. Luckily (or unluckily) Danno told him to NOT do that, Which basically says that Riggy might have a... Yknow. And then after that Riggy says " What? There was already Riggy rule 34! " ( i would've called this fanservice but i changed my mind ) so since Preston/Clone Riggy is a clone of Riggy then there's chance he has one. Since Danno confirmed Preston/Clone Riggy is canonically not anything other than a male so uhh that's something. But hey atleast he can insert something in me-

2. He's a fucking Tumblr sexyman.

"A male fictional character (often conventionally unattractive or non-human) with a particularly devoted fanbase on Tumblr." - Wikitonary.

He's unattractive and nonhuman. DUDE THATS HIM!!!

Idk about the fanbase part but yeah its him

Not to mention the other sexyman traits like being an antagonist, a perpetual smiler, glitches, dominating, a tsundere, has a theme song, powerful, HES A TUMBLR SEXYMAN. And that proves he's hot

Idk what else to say so ill just end this post with uhh

Ok guys end of the post you an scroll now!! :3

[youareinlovetv]

you wake up. you get out of bed to your alarm set on your phone, and go downstairs to eat breakfast. you decide to go on tumblr for your morning scroll while eating, and find that the ads have gotten more frequent now. they’re all for mobile games. and you can’t mute them because there’s no mute button. you decide to go to youtube to watch a video instead but remember that you have to skip 2 15 second ads just it watch, with 10 ad breaks in an 8 minute video.

you get up and finish getting ready, and go drive to work. on your way, you see dozens of billboards advertising medicine, restaurants, and other things. you turn on the radio to be bombarded with an ad break that feels longer and longer each time you turn on the radio. you open spotify instead and find out your premium subscription expired because you forgot to pay it. no worries, you don’t need it! you shuffle your playlist and after the first song plays, 3 30 second ads play back to back, with the most annoying sounds possible. after your ad break is over, spotify teases you and gives you a 10 second ad saying how you should buy premium.

you arrive to work and open your email inbox to find that half of it is spam, filled with ads and offers for services, dumb skin care products, fake deals on stores. you close your email and decide to listen to a podcast while you work. 5 minutes into the podcast, without warning, the hosts go into an ad break and talk about their new sponsor. this goes on for 5 minutes more. you turn off the podcast and decide to work in silence until you go home.

on your way home, you see the same billboards teasing you like they did in the morning. you don’t get tempted.

you decide to go to the store to get a sweet treat for yourself for all the work you did today. as you’re checking out, the cashier asks if you want to join their rewards program. you say no. they insist. they describe all the “offers” and “benefits” of the program. after saying no 6 times, and waiting 5 minutes, they stop trying. you leave the store.

you go home and decide to watch a show. you open your streaming service to find that they demoted you down to an ��ad-supported” tier, and to get no ads again, you have to pay a higher price. but it shouldn’t be that bad. you start playing the show, but 5 minutes in an ad break comes on. it lasts 5 minutes. there’s 6 ad breaks throughout the 44 minute episode. you quit watching after the 2nd break.

you decide instead that maybe you can watch some tiktok to unwind, but that was a bad decision. half of your for you page is cluttered with sponsorships, temu-grade products, and livestreams of people baiting for money.

you close tiktok and think about how boring your life is, so you google “things you can do to make your life less boring”. the first 10 results are all ads for amusement parks that cost too much money and games that also cost too much money. after scrolling through the ads, you find articles with lists of ideas, but by #100 they start repeating the same ideas, but with different wording. you closed the tab after seeing the 6th pop up asking you to subscribe to their email list.

maybe you can read a book! you’ve already read all your physical books, so maybe you can read one of the books you got for your kindle. you pick up your kindle and see an ad on the screen for some dumb product. you put the kindle down and decide to go to bed early.

laying down in bed awake, you wonder how we got this way. how riddled our society is with marketing, corporations, and ads. why everyone wants to sell you something. why instead of making something you love and sharing it with the world, you ruin it with greedy marketing schemes and tactics.

but you can’t do anything about it, can you?

you close your eyes and try to sleep.

you dream about a world without greed, and realize that it’s never going to become a reality.

[useless-catalanfacts]

What's the best way to listen to an audio file on Tumblr for you?

When I post a song, I always try to post the audio as a SoundCloud file because of three reasons: 1- it allows everyone to play it (you don't need a SoundCloud account nor to log in). 2- It keeps playing even when you scroll past the post until you close it yourself, so it works well because for the huge majority of my song posts I also write the translation so you need to scroll. And 3- I don't commit copyright infringement nor steal away people who would stream what was posted by the creator, which is important to me because these are all small bands/musicians who usually can't make a living from music alone.

However, many songs aren't on SoundCloud, and then I wonder what to do.

Would you consider sharing what's most comfortable for you to listen to + read a post? Or what type of audio on Tumblr are you most likely to give a try? (All of them refer to different ways of uploading the same song).

The problem with posting a song as a YouTube link is that Tumblr will stop playing it once you scroll past, so you can't listen to the song and read the lyrics or translation in the text part of my post at the same time.

The problem with Spotify links is that it requires you to have a Spotify account (I think). The good part is that you can scroll while it plays and that, if listeners liked the song, they can easily add it to their own playlists.

The problem with downloading the song and uploading it as my own audio file is that it doesn't count as a stream for the artists, and is technically a copyright infringement. It's not like many people interact with my music posts anyway, but with small artists I would prefer if it counted, though I hope posting it like this could still result in people finding a song they like and streaming it again in ways that count. The good part is that you can scroll while it plays.

The results of this poll and the tags and comments on this post will help me decide how to post in the future. Thank you very much to people who answer!

[stormblessed95]

Hiii stormie my dear, how are you? first of all, i wanted to say that i adore your blog and i think u are a breath of fresh air here. Thank you! Because i trust u, I wanted to say some things im thinking about since seven released, i hope u dont mind.

Ok, like jk says: lets get it! Right, I do understand people feeling sad about jimin and face era. It was awful how sabotaged he was, and i still dont get what really happened and i'm mad to whatever or whoever is responsible for it. But i'm seeing so many people doubting the veracity in jungkookie's success with seven and i'm hating it. I dont think the song is getting payola, nor playlists by paying for it and neither ads on youtube. First, the song was sent to radios, but just a few of them r playing it, one of them being a guy who loves to plays "k-pop" songs. If there was payola, it would be playing everywhere all the time already. The playlist thing: just like "like crazy eng. ver", seven entered the Today's Top Hits playlist. But at #23 place. I just saw a tweet by a guy talking about this: https://twitter.com/cantorpedia/status/1680258574688088066?s=20. We know that there's some shady thing happening in this playlist for a while, and if seven have deals to get this high debut numbers, it would had debuted at the top in the playlist, even in the cover (it may go up next week, because there is supposed to be some internal logic that the more a song receives streams IN the playlist, the more it rises). Also, seven had a huge filtering in spotify, just like all BTS' songs, which also shows that they r not making deals. Now, about Youtube ads... i saw a person posting a ss about seeing an ad of the song, but apparently is fake.

Seven is doing AWESOME numbers because: its a english catchy song, with a cute mv, sang by THEE Jeon Jungkook. Im not joking, seven is really a gp success.. yesterday i saw 3 people from my daily life and inner circle talking about loving the song. My sister, who is not an army, said that she listened to the song all day while i was not home. Gp is loving it. So they did with butter (which is a eng song too), but Seven has a differential: the clean and explict version r being counted combined. Plus, seven is doing awesome everywhere, even in korean charts.

If there was something shady going on, i dont think they would make more than 1 version for the song, even on youtube (there is a new perfomance video for the explict ver). They would just send to radios and count on the payola and the deals w spotify, tiktok, youtube, for the charts (thats what most western artists does). But since billboard started filtering the songs so much so that made like crazy drop from 1 to 45 in a week and then stopped counting digital versions from usa based artist stores, BTS had to start making available to fans different versions of the same song because they know they cant count on radio, but can count on the sales and streams. Since Like Crazy, i feel like Hybe is experimenting ways of overcoming the sabotage by the industry.

The thing is, i think we can and should talk and raise questions about how jimin was treated badly, in every chart and streaming platform. For example, views from youtube were not being frozen in Yoongi's songs too, just like jk's. So, its not a privilege that jk is receiving, its just that something was really happening with face promotions, who knows what and why. But that was not jk's or any member fault.

Anyway, i'm happy for jk and i know much more is coming his way. And i cant wait for jimin to make a new comeback soon too. I hope it all goes well yk, Jimin deserves the best in his promotions just like jk and the other members. Lets hope. I'm sorry for hijacking your tumblr for this rant, im hoping u have some thoughts on the subject

Rant shared. I shared my thoughts about most of this a few weeks ago, I'm sure anyone who wants to can still scroll to go find it all, I'm not *really* wanting to open it all back up for discussion again. People are VILE honestly. I enjoy the song, it's fun, it's not much more than that and it's clearly made to be a western audience radio hit. Jungkook deserves and has my full support though! 💜 thanks for sharing

[itscrazy-itsparty]

ESC2023 Reaction Post

Just like the title said, I'm writing this post as I listen to most of the 2023 entries for the first time. So far, I have only heard Italy (of course), Spain, Finland, Serbia, Portugal (I just couldn't miss their national finals), and Norway (heard it in the wild).

My top 6 of these entries would look like this:

1. Finland: Käärijä - "Cha Cha Cha"

I've definitely caught the Cha Cha Cha fever! At this point, I've streamed it 240 times in less than a month. It's an instant dopamine boost, it hits several spots of my taste in music, the transition between the two halves of the song is seamless and reflects the lyrics perfectly (I recommend Eurovision Histories' analysis of the song, he explains it really well), Käärijä is such a charismatic performer and an absolute sweetheart, but most of all...

2. Spain: Blanca Paloma - "Eaea"

I rarely cry over a song, so when one does manage to get my eyes wet, it must be special. The fusion between flamenco and a contemporary production, together with Blanca Paloma's flawless and intense vocals, make "Eaea" a contender not only in my ears, but also in my eyes, as the staging completes the package effectively. Hopefully she doesn't change it much for Liverpool!

3. Serbia: Luke Black - "Samo Mi Se Spava"

It seems like Konstrakta might have paved the way for a more experimental side of the Serbian music scene! I first heard "Samo Mi Se Spava" at Pesma za Evroviziju's final and, while I loved the dark electro-pop style, I was also left a little confused - maybe it was the vocals that I couldn't fully get? But with more listens, I've now warmed up to it. Its only flaw is that it's too short. Give me a 7-minute long extended mix with a drop going absolutely bonkers, please.

4. Italy: Marco Mengoni - "Due Vite"

Yes, it's a classic Sanremo-style ballad. But the artist can make or break this kind of songs with their way of singing, and Marco definitely makes it with his distinctive vocals and artistry. While he has a bunch of upbeat bangers and I would have loved him to show this different side of his music this time around, I really can't complain as "Due Vite" makes yet another entry we can be proud of. Forza Marco!

5. Portugal: Mimicat - "Ai Coração"

This keeps growing on me! Such a cute and classy song, retro sounding in the best way. Portugal is one of my favourite country in the ESC, and "Ai coração" is faithful to their brand. Mimicat is such an endearing performer and definitely sells the song!

6. Norway: Alessandra - "Queen of Kings"

It's 'last' as for now, but I'm sure it won't be last in my overall ranking! In fact, I can't see it dropping outside of my top 20 once I've heard all of the entries. Epic feel, pumping bass, powerful vocals - I wouldn't be surprised if "Queen of Kings" landed the second top 10 placement in a row for Norway. Bonus points for Alessandra being half Italian!

Needless to say, I really enjoy all of these songs. It feels so hard for me to imagine a personal winner other than "Cha Cha Cha", but maybe I'll be surprised...

Now to my live reaction to the remaining 31 entries: what I'm going to do is play ESCBEAT's Spotify playlist on shuffle without looking at the title, so I'll make it even more interesting for myself and try to guess which country's song is playing - with the exceptions of Armenia and San Marino, as they're not available on Spotify yet so I'll check them out individually on YouTube.

Armenia: Brunette - "Future Lover"

Ok, before the song starts, let me say that basing her song on Tumblr quotes is honestly iconic behaviour. Truly one of us. However I fear I won't be able to take it 100% seriously after reading this fact.

Alright.

After listening: you know what... it makes a lot more sense to me now. The first verse can be interpreted as her scrolling her dashboard, reading such posts and fantasizing over this ideal partner to do all of these cute and mundane things with. The second verse is when she gets hit by reality and acknowledges that she's spent so much time obsessing over someone who doesn't even exist, and that realization hits her hard. The music seems to explode together with the racing thoughts in her mind. Solid, r&b-tinted track, has potential to be a memorable moment on the Liverpool stage. Oh, and once again Armenia shows that they're capable to make a music video.

San Marino: Piqued Jacks - "Like an Animal"

I have already read the lyrics to that, and they are definitely Something™. Let's see if the music and the performance can make up for it...

I was expecting so much worse from what I've read around the eurofandom spaces? It's a pleasant, very well sung rock song. The lyrics didn't even bother me that much while listening, although they're kinda awkward indeed. Maybe they'll change them up in the upcoming revamp?

Now to shuffling the Spotify playlist.

Sweden: Loreen - "Tattoo"

Oh, this has to be Tattoo. The start is indeed a bit reminiscing of The Winner Takes It All! It's what Sweden can do best - a strong pop song with slick production, in which Loreen's personality and artistry is the added value. I wish she had presented something more experimental, but seeing how it went with "Statements", can we really blame her? "Tattoo" does sound like a jury winner, and it would surely be deserved. I'm sure it's even better live - I'll make sure to check her Melfest performance out!

Australia: Voyager - "Promise"

Have no idea of what this could be, but the sound is interesting. Hope the build-up does not disappoint.

Okay, it has to be Australia! I was expecting it to evolve into a full-on dance-pop song, lmao.

I'm digging this! "Dreamer" was a national final favourite of mine last year, and while I'm not sure I like "Promise" more, I still did like it a lot, and I can hear some common patterns between the two songs - poppier verses, the chorus suddenly getting heavier, and then the peak in the breakdown and the final chorus. Oh, and there's a short but sweet guitar solo in here! I wonder how it will be received on the ESC stage, as it might come across as confusing to some.

Slovenia: Joker Out - "Carpe Diem"

Is this Joker Out? I've been SO curious to hear their song, as I heard some of their back catalogue and it sounds really cool.

OMG I LOVE THIS SO MUCH. Such a strong indie-rock banger, reminiscent of what I used to hear on the alternative radio stations in the mid 00s, but still sounding fresh in 2023. Also Slovene sounds adorable together with rock music. It's been absolutely worth the wait! I NEED THIS TO QUALIFY OKAY.

Austria: Teya & Salena - "Who the Hell Is Edgar"

OH MY GOD YOU'RE SUCH A GOOD WRITER. Yeah, recognized it instantly. MASSIVE BOP ALREADY. Was... not expecting this opera bit.

POE POE POE POE POE POE POE POE POE POE POE POE POE POE POE EDGAR ALLAN EDGAR ALLAN

Everyone stand up for the new Austrian anthem. Honestly iconic. Loving it unironically, great production, love me some satire, and I trust them to deliver live. Hope they go bonkers with the staging. I feel like ranking these entries is going to be hell...

Switzerland: Remo Forrer - "Watergun"

Oh, piano intro.

Army mention. Switzerland, isn't it?

Not bad, just sounds kinda cliché so far... very nice voice though. Can't see myself replaying it. Probably going to end up in my bottom 10.

Georgia: Iru - "Echo"

This is a banging intro, I'm listening respectfully.

...Georgia?

There's going to be a drop, I hope so...

I'm... disappointed so far? Not really hearing the build-up I was hoping for. It seems to be a fan favourite, but I'm not getting it. Maybe it will grow on me, who knows?

Moldova: Pasha Parfeni - "Soarele si Luna"

ROMANIAN. Has to be Pasha. Another song I was eager to hear!

THE DROP. THANKS FOR MY DAILY DOSE OF DOPAMINE. THIS IS SO GOOD HELP. The bass, the flute, the backing vocals, everything. This might be my favourite Moldovan entry ever. Pasha Parfeni came on this bitch mad as hell. Welcome back!

Azerbaijan: TuralTuranX - "Tell Me More"

Automatic voice message? This sounds kinda unserious idk why.

Oh, it has to be Azerbaijan.

I'm glad they left the artists more creative control this time around, but this is really not doing it for me. It sounds like the demo to some 90s song. My last so far. I fear this won't do well and the delegation will go back to Melfest rejects...

Ireland: Wild Youth - "We Are One"

We take our first breath and then we exhale. King of teaching us how to breathe. Can't figure out which entry this is, but it sounds cliché so far.

Oh, Ireland. Wild Youth, what have you done? I already knew their song "Can't Say No" and it's so good, are we sure it's the same band? It's like they came together and decided to deliberately write the most stereotypical ESC song. It's a no from me.

Latvia: Sudden Lights - "Aijā"

Interesting beat, wonder where it's going to go from here. Oh, guitars.

5/4 to 6/8 tempo transition? A bit confusing but in a good way, I'm enjoying it a lot! Definitely original. Could it be Latvia? I've been VERY curious to hear it.

Well, he's saying Aijā now so no doubt. First impression is really good already, but I feel like I'll end up being obsessed!

Malta: The Busker - Dance (Our Own Party)

Funky pop, nice. Enjoying it more and more as it progresses, and that sax? *chef's kiss*. It's sensual, retro but there's also something a bit futuristic about it at the same time? Still not sure about what it is, even now that the song is coming to an end. Kinda want to say Malta? I'll figure this out by exclusion. What's sure is that it slaps.

(Spoiler: it was indeed Malta)

Romania: Theodor Andrei - "D.G.T. (Off and On)"

Is it Romanian again? Thought Romania's entry was in English, so this is surprising. And it's pretty good? This was one of the entries I just couldn't figure out the vibe of from the eurofans' comments, and I'm positively surprised honestly! Was expecting it to be maybe more upbeat, definitely was not picturing this jazz-rock fusion. Oh, turns out it's bilingual. I don't know how memorable it will be in the mix, but it's solid. Such a diverse lineup so far, it's shaping up to be a stronger year than I thought!

Albania: Albina & Familja Kelmendi - "Duje"

Oh, this lady CAN vocalize! Something in the Albanian water...

I was expecting this to be more ballad-y for some reason but it's making me want to shake my ass. I feel like something in the production/mixing is holding it back a bit, though. Overall it's Albania doing Albania, and I can't complain.

Iceland: Diljá - "Power"

Iceland time, I think? I'm enjoying it a lot so far. EDM hasn't been particularly successful at ESC, but she has a lovely voice and her winning Söngvakeppnin suggests to me that she can deliver live, so this could be a dark horse!

Denmark: Reiley - "Breaking My Heart"

Very modern production for this and vocoder for this next song. Okay, this is probably Denmark. It's most likely not going to be one of my favourites, but it's a personal taste thing. It's a solid pop song, hope he can deliver it live.

Estonia: Alika - "Bridges"

Now a lovely tone of voice being accompanied by just a piano and strings. I've lost count of which songs are left to listen to, and while I'm at the last chorus, I'm still struggling to figure out which country this is. WAIT IT'S ALIKA FKFHFKFHDKDH. Girlie said "bridges" a ton of times and I didn't catch it lmao. Really liked it though! It could stand out in a less balladful year like this one.

Czechia: Vesna - "My Sister's Crown"

FINALLY HEARING VESNA'S SONG!!!! This has been so hard to resist BUT GOD HAS IT BEEN WORTH THE WAIT. I've been listening to their music for some time and I was so excited when they were announced for ESCZ. It's what I was expecting from them and more: a gorgeously sung, very well produced folk-pop tune, and the rap verses are such a great surprise! Up to my top 5 you go.

Belgium: Gustaph - "Because of You"

Gustaph delivers some good old eurodance, and I can tell this is going to be a sort of guilty pleasure for me... except I do not, in fact, feel guilty. It's the good kind of dated. Good job on bringing out the 90s kid in me!

United Kingdom: Mae Muller - "I Wrote a Song"

Sounds like slick pop so far. Oh this is building up nicely.

Yes, the UK delivering a quality, very radio-friendly host entry. They seem to be determined in changing their course, and hopefully we'll see a competent enough staging to bring out the entry's potential!

Greece: Victor Vernicos - "What They Say"

Is it Greece? Cute song, I just think I'm not the audience for it. He's really young and this seems to be his first performance on a big stage, so I'm a bit worried about how he might cope with nerves... But then again, there have been 16-year-olds who did amazing on the ESC stage, so fingers crossed!

Croatia: Let3 - "Mama ŠČ"

CROATIA TIME LET'S SEE

This is as all over the place as I was expecting, it's far from a musical masterpiece but it's clearly not meant to be. They're just vibing, and I support that.

Cyprus: Andrew Lambrou - "Break a Broken Heart"

What in the Imagine Dragons is this? Oh, that's Cyprus. This is pretty good, I just don't see myself coming back to it much. But I feel like it's the kind of song that might be elevated a lot by strong staging.

Poland TVP: Blanka - "Solo"

BEYBAH ITS KAINDA CRAYZAH.

...yeah. It's a song. I get those who say it sounds like a Margaret song, but it's also giving me early 00s vibes. At the same time, while I'm a slut for early 00s pop, this is giving me nothing. And the context around it makes everything worse.

Israel: Noa Kirel - "Unicorn"

I've heard "Unicorn" is a messy song, now I'll get to witness it for myself. So far it's a respectable dance-pop entry, but that "power of the unicorn" sounds so random ngl.

Oh well. This is definitely a song meant FOR a staging. The breakdown after the repeated "do you want to see me dance?" line reminded me of kpop a bit. The ending was... so abrupt?

Netherlands: Mia Nicolai & Dion Cooper - "Burning Daylight"

This might be the Netherlands' entry? You can surely hear Duncan Laurence in it. I was afraid it would sound too forced as a song and a duet, but it's flowing well so far. However I'm not a fan of what the drums sound like. They sound... buried? I liked it the most until the second chorus.

Germany: Lord of the Lost - "Blood & Glitter"

Metal? In MY Eurovision Song Contest? Love to hear it, especially from Germany, since it seemed like they were stuck in their safe approach to the competition. As for the song itself... maybe I'll warm up to it with time, but on a first impression, I like the intro and the verses a lot, the chorus not as much. The ending was great!

Ukraine: Tvorchi - "Heart of Steel"

Oh, what's this? Slightly off-beat chorus, very interesting!

Right, Ukraine! Tvorchi use their host entry privilege to bring something we've never heard at the ESC before, and definitely a change of pace from the folk-driven songs of the past couple of years, proving the richness of this country's music scene.

Lithuania: Monika Linkytė - "Stay"

ČIŪTOOOO TŪTO

Another returnee! Sweet ballad, really pleasant vocals. Turning into more of a midtempo now, with sort of marching drums. I can't remember which country is in which semi, but I wouldn't mind this in the grand final at all!

France: La Zarra - "Évidemment"

So far, so French. And yes, it's a compliment - I'm a French pop slut. It's now surprisingly evolved into pop-funk, and I'm loving it! France is truly on a great streak (STILL MAD ABOUT FULENN OKAY.) - maybe we'll see them win in the next few years?

Overall: what a year! I was planning to make an initial ranking, turns out I'm too overwhelmed right now. As the years go by, the songs seem to be less meant for a contest, and more as a bunch of stand-alone solid and diverse tunes that happen to compete with each other, therefore it feels unfair to choose some over others. I'll take my time to warm up to them, and see which ones I will come back to the most, which ones will grow on or off me.

I think Finland is still my favourite, though.

Most likely to end up in my top 10: Czechia (definitely top 5), Slovenia, Latvia, Moldova, Malta, Austria

[bernaticneon]

Here’s the thing about the modern internet: every single platform is just eating the leftovers of another platform. Tumblr screenshots on Instagram. Instagram reels reposted on TikTok. TikToks on YouTube Shorts. Twitter posts (sorry, X?) screenshotted and plastered everywhere. Somewhere out there is the same joke that has been recycled so many times it’s evolved into a whole new meme ecosystem.

And yet, we eat it up. Why? Because it’s funny? Relatable? Or because we’ve all been trained to consume everything as fast as possible and then forget about it immediately?

But here’s the kicker: while this endless content loop is spinning, everyone’s also complaining about it. We see posts about how AI is ruining creativity, how social media is rotting our brains, or how nothing feels original anymore. And the wild part is that all of those complaints are valid… but also, it’s more complicated than that.

1. The AI Debate

Yes, AI is a massive shift in creativity and how we produce content. It can regurgitate things faster than any human brain ever could, but at the same time, most of what it’s doing is based on what we’ve already created. AI isn’t some rogue genius—it’s a mirror held up to the internet, showing us all the tropes, ideas, and trends we’ve overused. It’s a tool that reflects our collective creative habits, which makes it both fascinating and unsettling.

The question is: are we afraid of AI taking over, or are we afraid of what it reveals about how formulaic and repetitive our creativity already was?

2. Social Media & Brainrot

People say social media is feeding us brainrot content, but like… we’re choosing the brainrot. Algorithms are smart, but they’re also just amplifying what we linger on. If we click on 15 different “oddly satisfying videos” or “hot takes that will ruin your day,” that’s what we’ll keep seeing. It’s not a conspiracy—it’s us, chasing dopamine hits in 60-second doses.

So the real problem isn’t just the content being served to us—it’s how we interact with it. Are we looking for depth, or are we looking for something easy to scroll past?

3. Originality Isn’t Dead, It’s Just… Different

Everything feels recycled now, but the truth is, humans have always recycled ideas. We’re remixing culture at a faster pace because we’re more connected than ever. The same way memes evolve into absurdist chaos, art and creativity evolve too. We’re still telling stories, making jokes, and creating things—it’s just that the format has shifted into this constant stream of repurposed, reinterpreted content.

Does that mean originality is dead? No. But it does mean originality is harder to spot when everything’s moving at light speed.

4. Are We Doomed?

Not necessarily. The internet is weird, messy, and imperfect, but it’s also a tool—like AI, like social media, like Tumblr itself. What matters isn’t just how these tools exist, but how we use them.

You want brainrot? You’ll find it. You want thoughtful, meaningful content? You’ll find that too. The internet didn’t change us so much as it gave us a magnifying glass for all the good, bad, and chaotic parts of humanity.

So yeah, it’s easy to blame AI, algorithms, or recycled content for everything feeling stagnant or overwhelming. But the truth is, we’re the ones driving it. And maybe the real solution is figuring out how we want to engage with this endless, chaotic swirl of creativity, technology, and human noise.

At the end of the day, the internet isn’t feeding us garbage—it’s reflecting our cravings. What are we hungry for?

[drac-onion]

What A Waste Of Time

You're bored, but nothing at all sounds appealing. As you glance at the clock, time seems to be moving faster than you thought.

"1:38PM," the clock reads.

Doing nothing takes a long time, and you're fighting to connect the dots in your brain. "I want to do something!" your brain will cry out. "Let's play a game. Or perhaps we could make some food? What about reading?" you suggest. Each one is denied. "I don't want to do that!" your brain will reply, frustrated like a child.

So you simply do nothing. You scroll on your phone. You skip around between youtube videos that might have interested you before, but without any mental capacity to take them in, they glance off your glazed-over eyes and the dots don't connect. Sights and sounds that may as well be gibberish and tv static.

You glance at the clock, hoping that not too much time has passed while you wasted away in your chair.

"2:46PM," the clock replies.

That damn clock. There's an old saying that goes something like "time flies when you're having fun" but they must have forgotten the part where time flies even when you're not.

So you decide to scroll tumblr and see if you can't pan for dopamine like flakes of gold in a stream. The posts float past you.

A funny cat video.

Some art.

A mutual talking about their experiences with something you both enjoy.

But every time, the flakes slip by. You feel like you can see hints of that feeling you're craving, but it's just a trick of the light. The sun glinting off the water's surface as it flows by.

You glance at the clock.

"3:50PM," the clock says, shaking its head in disappointment. "You're wasting your day away, you know," it reminds you. "What a waste of time. Why did you even bother getting out of bed this morning?"

You don't have an answer.

So you sit and wait. Wait for your brain to catch up with what you want. You want to feel something again.

You stop.

Sit and stare at a point between your eyes and the screen.

You wait.

And wait.

And wait.

And wait.

You check your messages for the fifteenth time today. Nothing. The message you sent to your friend yesterday has yet to receive a reply.

"They must be busy," you think. "I'm sure they'll reply when they see it."

You tap your fingers idly against the desk.

You briefly consider getting up and making something resembling food, but you can't get your legs to move you. But that's alright, you weren't all that hungry anyway. You ate dinner last night, so you should be fine for now.

You look to the clock.

"What are you hoping to see?" the clock asks. "Time isn't going to move backwards. It only goes one way, my friend."

You know that, of course. If there was a way to go back and change things, you wouldn't be sitting here like this.

Your mind wanders. You busy your thoughts with things that can't be changed. Interactions you wish you could have handled differently. People you wish you would have appreciated more before they exited your life. Opportunities you wish you wouldn't have let pass you by.

You shake your head.

"There's no reason to try and think about what could have been," you say. "I can't change the past."

"Yes, that's true," the clock says with a sneer.

"But what if you could?" your brain interjects. "What if?"

You try not to think about it any more. It hurts too much to remember your own failings. They already cause your body to twitch at the remembrance.

You think about looking at the clock, but you decide against it. There's nothing it could possibly say that could help you right now.

You look up at the window.

It's dark outside.

You look at the clock in disbelief.

"Have you already forgotten what I said?" it shakes its head in disappointment. "Better luck tomorrow."

You pull yourself out of your chair, your legs feeling weak. You consider eating again, but you're so tired that you give up on the idea.

You climb into bed.

"Perhaps tomorrow will be different," you say.

"It won't be," your brain replies.

You've done this song and dance before. It's a vain hope that things will be different, but you feel like hope is all you have.

"But what if it was?" your brain posits. "Imagine where you would be in life?"

You try to think of the possibilities as you stare up at the ceiling. You wish things could be better, but you don't know what "better" means. Maybe better lives are for other people. People who don't waste away in their chairs all day and then go to bed, ready to do the same thing tomorrow.

People who contribute to society in some way. Not you.

"But what if?" you say. "What if?"

There's no reply.

[alwastakenofc]

RANT INCOMING.

WOWIE ZOWIE it’s a good thing that tumblr keeps u logged in for FOREVER bc i would NOT have remembered that this was my username LMFAOOOO.

anyways !!! i’m just here to rant now to see if it’ll still help me like it used to. just scrolled thru all my personal tagged posts and MAN was i going thru it from 2013-2016 LOL. im glad life is better now. different, but better. me and that guy that i posted abt a lot and would rant abt how he was hanging with that girl all the time broke up in 2016 THANK GOD, that was a sick and toxic and abusive relationship that went way longer than it needed to. i moved back home with my parents and got a few years with both of them before they passed away from different circumstances (fuck alcoholism and fuck cancer). now i live with my roomie/friend and she evicted the other roomie we had that was Toxic As Fuck and a literal Man Child so WAHOO! it’s been nice.

i’m going back to college this year i think, and im both so excited and also Terrified to finish. i only have 1-2 semesters left and then i gotta go get an actual CAREER.

being famous never took off, as expected LMFAO. i don’t stream to get popular anymore, it’s just a genuine hobby i enjoy that gives me an excuse to keep playing video games and having fun. but i don’t mind not having a genuine job off of it anymore; probably should’ve attempted streaming when i was posting abt it so much a decade ago, Honestly Probably Would have taken off a bit more and actually had a chance to make money off it BUT alas, i was too lazy and worried abt public perceptions lmfao

i still have that worry abt public perception especially since i now identify as non-binary (she/they). i wish to be perceived as an amorphous blob that moseys through life, ya know? i only keep the “she/her” pronouns bc a) i’m not fully out to Everyone, and b) i just know some ppl are more used to it and i Do Not mind. i would honestly probably say i don’t prefer ANY pronouns, call me he/she/they i just do Not care, but finding ppl that would reference me as “he” while being respectful just is daunting to think abt and i do not care enough, just call me whatever. but don’t perceive me as a woman exclusively ya know LOL. i don’t identify as a woman or man, i have more feminine days and more masculine days but calling myself a woman sincerely just feels … icky and weird LOL idk like i said. AMORPHOUS BLOB SQUAD, RISE! idk how else to explain it LMAO

also discovered asexuality is a thing like 6-7 years ago which has been LIFE CHANGING !! being told you are broken by ur partner for years, being made to feel like something is Wrong with you because you don’t get why everyone is All About Sex and why tf everyone actually Enjoys Sex…. MANNNNN when i discovered asexuality i don’t think ive ever had a moment in my life where i just said “oh my GOD. it’s ME. i GET MYSELF NOW.” (until i fully understood and embraced being nb about 2 years later lmao). idk i just feel so much more confident in myself and it’s great.

hmmmm what else… i guess i had a stint of struggling with alcohol and weed, but have managed to cut it back. currently on week 2 of no smoking, gonna go a couple more weeks then maybe i’ll buy a pen and edibles. NO MORE DABS! wax just Annihilated my tolerance and not even smoking 3 full joints or eating 250mg of edibles could get me high. it was BAD. but that’s what happens when u do Multiple dabs a day, EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. for 5+ years !! sooooooo that’s a thing too now. i try to Only drink on weekends now (and only 2 weekends per month, instead of Every weekend, is the new goal) and know i can’t trust myself to buy alcohol on a weekday and hold it to the weekend, which honestly Go Me for that self reflection and understanding that my brain doesn’t have the ability to Not drink alcohol/do shots if it’s in my fridge lol. well, not yet at least. maybe in a couple months i’ll be able to put some vodka in my fridge on a tuesday and be able to keep it there til the weekend without touching it, but for now i still don’t fully trust myself.

BUT! i’m trying to be healthy! i did get a treadmill and jump rope and even tho ive been neglecting jumping rope (maybe i will today idk maybe not LOL) i do still try to walk on my treadmill at least every other day!! i did a mile walk today and i was So Sweaty lol it’s crazy how outta shape i am but im hoping that cutting down on weed and alcohol helps with that too overall. i miss having abs. i miss not being flabby. i have awful body dysmorphia already bc of my boobs and getting bigger has made Them bigger too and it just makes me feel Horrified when i see myself in the mirror. or see my stomach, or double chin, or jiggly arms, or WHATEVER. i just need to be healthy again UGH. anyways.

MANNNNNNNNN i’m so scared of college LOL. i’m not double majoring anymore (also not even in art college anymore HELLO lmao, i dropped out of art school and got my associates degree from community college then transferred to a university where i was originally double majoring in International Relations and Japanese)! i just am gonna drop my Japanese major down to a minor so i still at least know Some Japanese. and ill study on my own post graduation (I HOPE!!!!!) and get better. i took a 2 year break when my mom died and its just so Daunting to think of going back LOL

i really, really… REALLY need to get better with procrastination and laziness and being at a standstill/comfortable. like, i KNOW there’s more to life but i just. UGH. idk. it’s so Hard after everything that’s happened these last few years. if i didn’t lose my dad in 2018 then my mom in 2022 i think it would be a lot better. HELL, if i didn’t lose my mom to cancer in 2022 things would be SOOOOOO different!! i would’ve probably graduated with my double major and had a kickass job and my mom would’ve seen me walk the stage UGHHHHHHHH ill never forget how i lit said “you prolly won’t see me get married but you gotta stick around to watch me walk the stage” and she said “WHERE ELSE WOULD I GO????” and IDK I JUST WISH I NEVER JINXED IT UGHHHHH. i have a lot of unaddressed trauma from both my parents’ deaths that im sure therapy would definitely help with but FOR NOW, i just gotta get thru college and see wtf is waiting for me on the other side.

ALLLLLRIGHT well this went on a LOT longer than i expected and …… idk if it helped??? idk if i feel any better after typing it all out but MEHHHHHHH. it’s nice to just throw it all out into the ether and not have a ton of questions or assumptions or embarrassment or shame come from feeling like im taking up space. i think that’s been the biggest thing ive struggled with since my mom died; i can’t even post my random thoughts on twitter anymore bc the anxiety of “well who even cares, who would even care about you saying anything, why would you even post at all? what’s the point?” just gets SO damn overwhelming. ive become a COMPLETE recluse and i haven’t done ANYTHING like this rant in at Least half a decade LOL. so. idk.

typing this all out therapeutic in a way but again, i just feel kinda anxious at the same time and idk if it’s really helped me out overall. bc why does anyone care? what’s the point?… but also WHY do i feel like People Need To Care ?!?! why can’t i just go back to my old mindset where i did not give a single fuck about what i posted bc i just liked throwing my thoughts out for everyone to read?!?! idk. maybe tumblr is gonna be the bridge to help me get better with voicing random mundane thoughts that don’t matter in the long run LOL. bc WHY is that so scary to me, man….

ANYWAYS i’m done okay. wowie. what a rant. PHEW.

hope u enjoyed reading about my last 6-7 years 😎

[consensualpredator3rd]

This small blonde found me through an old reddit ad. After chatting for a while and getting comfortable she decided to meet up and get thrashed around. A little different from my usual meets because she told me she doesn’t like much pain and would like to keep it to a minimum. Something I can accommodate but more difficult to not have pain or the threat of it as a motivator and mood setter. Also this girl could make the Olympics for gymnastics with how much she twists and flips to jump off my cock. But I’ve got big hands for squirmy little girls.

Here’s the event in her own words:

“I was on Reddit looking through r/CNC_Connect looking for someone close by to me that I could potentially meet up with. There weren't many people posting in my area, and for the most part, the ones that were left much to be desired. I had been scrolling for quite a while before coming across an ad from over a year ago by u/Consensualpredator that caught my attention. With a brief look through his profile, I learned that A), for the most part he didn't really have any recent posts, and B), he was very sadistic. This worried me a little bit because, while I was into CNC, I did not consider myself a masochist. I eventually decided to send him a tentative message, part of me not sure I would get a response and part of me nervous that I would. In less than two hours, I received a message back from him.

From then until the day we met would be only five weeks. In that time we had several in depth conversations about my limits and concerns, during all of which he was very respectful and made sure I knew that while he did enjoy being sadistic, the most important part was that I would be giving myself up to him. That I would surrender all control, and be helpless in his arms. It was also during this time that he showed me his Tumblr page. I had never used Tumblr before, and had no idea that he had such a huge following. Seeing his page gave me more confidence in my safety and a better idea of who I was dealing with. Reading through his posts was what made me decide I wanted to have my first anal experience with him.

The day of, I somehow wasn't nervous until I started walking towards his car and getting in. I would finally get to meet him after five weeks. In our small talk, I revealed I hadn't eaten much that day, so he took me to get some food that I would finish at the hotel. It wasn't that far of a drive, and we got there around 8. While I ate, he checked for bedbugs and made sure all the faucets worked. Eventually I finished my food.

"Alright, lose the jewelry," he said. Something had changed in his voice compared to our earlier small talk. I complied with slightly shaky hands, knowing what was to come. He had me get on my knees in front of him and told me to open my mouth. When I didn't, he slapped my face and repeated the instruction with more venom in his voice. This time I listened, and he pulled my face all the way down on his cock. I'd never had something so big in my mouth before, and could feel it deep in my throat. He held me against him like that with tears streaming down my face, then finally allowed me to push off of him and fall to the floor, stunned. He stood over me for a moment as I looked up at him before pulling me to my feet and stripping me naked.

That was the start of a long night during which he would fuck me raw until 3 or 4 in the morning. The worst was when he fucked me in my ass. He was very gracious in using lots of lube, but I still could barely handle it, even screaming a little bit even though I was trying to be quiet given our location. He ended up having to restrain me with my ass up over the back of an armchair to keep me from clawing away from him. Eventually, in that position, he was able to fit his whole cock in my ass and start fucking me as I begged him to stop. Getting it in had been the hardest part for me, and though it was still painful, the fucking was much easier to handle. He even praised me for taking him so well.

Eventually we did sleep, and then woke up at around 9 or so in the morning. He fucked me one more time before we started getting ready to vacate the hotel room. He peed on me in the shower. I had assumed that afterwards he would drop me off back where he'd found me straightaway, but we ended up spending quite a bit of the day together. Throughout everything, he was very respectful and checked in frequently to make sure I was okay. I didn't even end up needing to safeword at all during our time together (which I was worried I might have had to do with the anal). I definitely had a positive experience with this man.”

A new toy to suffer for me

[kingkatsuki]

Live Show: Birthday Girl | Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

Happy Birthday, @katsukikitten​! You have no idea how hard it was trying to keep this a surprise for you, so I hope you enjoy it! And I hope, despite everything, that you have a wonderful birthday!

I know it’s been a while since I’ve posted any of my writing on this Tumblr account, but thank you for sticking around! This is based on my Live Show camboy!Bakugou series. I kinda picture it taking place between 2 and 3. A special thank you to @trafalgar-temptress​ for reading over this before I posted it!

Warnings: 18+, camboy!Bakugou, squirting.

Word Count: 5500.

You woke up with a smile on your face, replaying the previous night’s events in your mind. If someone had told you that you’d end up having a private show with Dynamight, and he’d do it for free no less, you wouldn’t have believed them. Picking up your phone to check through your messages to make sure it hadn’t all been a wild dream. Sure enough, Dynamight’s personal cell phone number sat in your recent contacts.

Your phone chimed with various texts from your friends, wishing you a happy birthday.

You groaned at the realisation. How could you have forgotten that it was your birthday today?

Clearly, it was because it was destined to be an awful day. You’d already written it off as being one of the worst birthdays of your life and you hadn’t even experienced it yet.

It sounded overdramatic, but it really was. Often you weren’t one to make a huge fuss of your special day, usually still going into work and then arranging drinks with your friends to wrap your day off but of course, this year was different. You’d almost prefer to go to work than spend the entire day alone in your apartment, but since you’d already decided to take a day of holiday, you were evidently going to have to spend the entire evening alone.

The only silver lining to this awful Birthday? Tonight Dynamight would be streaming a special weekend live show. Possibly the only thing right now that could turn your entire day around, and it was the only thing you were looking forward to.

You’d promised your friends that no matter what, you’d try your best to enjoy your birthday even if you were spending it alone. Although you didn’t tell them exactly why you’d be enjoying it so much. As if fate had owed you a favour, the Dynamight live show was sure to fix your bad day. You’d already set the reminder on the app for Eight o’clock, excitement bubbling inside you even though there was still another six hours to go. Feeling giddy at the prospect of seeing Dynamight again, even though it hadn’t even been twenty-four hours since the private show you’d had with him. You debated whether you should send him a text to let him know it was your birthday, hoping that you might receive something in return, or maybe just a birthday message but you didn’t want to annoy him already and ruin the connection that you’d just built.

Trying to think of something to do to distract yourself for the rest of the day, you went into your kitchen. Pulling out a large wine glass from the cabinet as you grabbed a bottle of wine from the fridge. Pouring the liquid into the brim as you held the glass up to your face, holding your cell phone in front of your face as you took a picture, immediately picking the ‘Birthday’ filter as you pressed send on Snapchat. Letting your friends know that if nothing else, you were going to try and have fun today.

Randomly scrolling through your phone as you settled yourself on your couch, checking through social media and replying to the birthday messages from friends. You debated texting Bakugou to let him know that it was your birthday, but the thought of annoying him weighed heavy on your mind. It hadn’t been long since your last live show, still replaying the night in your mind as you remembered the end of the conversation. Where he told you his real name and sent you the money you’d paid him back.

You’d see him tonight anyway, the only good thing that your birthday still had to offer. Already feeling excited over the selfies that you knew Dynamight would share on his premium accounts before the stream. Hoping that you’d get the notifications soon that he’d posted something new, already trying to imagine what he’d be doing. Picturing his face smirking into the fogged up mirror after his shower as he held a towel up to cover himself, his chiselled abs on full display and dripping with moisture. Already feeling yourself heating up at the thought as you sipped on your wine, deciding to go through your messages from him the last time you spoke.

Not even fifteen minutes had gone by when you got a notification from the live streaming website, a banner flashing on your phone screen from Dynamight’s official account.

‘Dynamight Live Show cancelled’.

What the fuck? How was your luck this horrible? It was bad enough it was going to be one of the most boring birthdays you’d ever celebrated, but now the only highlight of your day was cancelled? You felt like crying as you re-read the notification to make sure you hadn’t got it wrong, but he had really cancelled his show. Reading the comments coming in from all his disgruntled fans, begging him not to cancel and offering him ridiculous amounts of money to try and get him to reconsider. Hopeful that he might see some of those messages and decide to do it, it’d definitely be a profitable decision for him. You debated whether to message him privately, he’d already added you as a mutual. Maybe you could offer him something to reconsider.

Another banner flashing against your cell phone screen as you noticed it was from Bakugou’s private account, your heartbeat increasing as you rushed to click the notification.

Hey Dumbass.

I saw your snap. You hadn’t even realised that you’d sent it to him too, immediately regretting it. You looked awful in that picture, you didn’t have any makeup on and your hair was a mess, Why the fuck didn’t you tell me it was your birthday?

I’m not sure. You typed back. You hadn’t even thought to tell him, you’d just started speaking to each other and even though he’d shown some interest in you, you weren’t sure he’d care. I mean, he was a borderline famous camboy and you were just… You.

You wanna act like a fuckin’ stalker but you can’t even tell me it’s your birthday? You should’ve fucking said something. He typed back and you felt your heartbeat increase, he cared about your birthday.

I was going to tell you tonight during your show, but it’s cancelled :( You hoped that he might reconsider and still go ahead with the live stream now he knew it was your birthday.

I ain’t doing a stream on your birthday. A flurry of emotions erupted inside you, at first you were elated that he didn’t want to do a show on your birthday, obviously caring more about you and your special day than the amount of money he could easily make from the stream, but on the other hand, you wanted to type back and tell him that it was okay, that he should still go ahead with the stream.

But I was really excited for the stream :( You gave him another sad face, hoping that you’d see another banner flash on your phone to show that his show was back on.

What? Where are you? 

What did he mean?

At home. You typed back in confusion, why was he asking where you were? As though you’d watch his show anywhere but at home. Why?

You kept looking at your phone waiting for another message from him to come through, but it never did. Your heart dropping as you looked at the two blue ticks showing that he had left you on read. Taking another large gulp of your wine as you contemplated just taking an afternoon nap, your birthday already feeling like a disaster.

Deciding that you weren’t going to let it ruin your birthday as you made your way towards your bedroom, wine in tow as you climbed into your bed. Tugging the sheets up around your body as you opened your laptop. Your glass of wine sat on your bedside table as you opened up Dynamight’s premium live show page, deciding to watch the same stream from last night one more time and at least try to enjoy your birthday. Grateful that he kept his old streams up for all his fans to enjoy, but you still wished that you had a way to watch the personal video chat he’d had with you the night before. Pulling out your vibrator and placing it on the bed beside you as you settled down in front of the screen.

“Hey Dumbass.” The sultry sound of his voice fills your room and instantly you feel yourself succumb to him completely, your body sinking back against your pillows as you watched him.

“Shouldn’t be surprised you’re my first donation, hah? You fuckin’ stalker.” Remembering the way he acknowledged you last night, feeling flush at the memory.

An incoming video call broke you out of your trance, the notification bar popping up in the corner of your laptop as you paused the live stream, eyes widening as you noticed who it was from.

Dynamight.

There was no way you could accept the call, you looked even worse than yesterday. You hadn’t even bothered getting changed out of your pyjamas today, since you were spending the entire day at home. An old oversized shirt covering your frame paired with a pair of boy shorts and thigh high socks. Trying to contemplate whether you could run and get changed in time.

But you were desperate to talk to him, already missing him and it had been minutes since he’d last text you. Liquid courage helping to make your decision as you accepted the video call. The screen illuminated as Bakugou came into view.

He looked perfect. It was obvious he’d just got out of the shower, his hair damp and sticking to his forehead, some wisps falling into his eyes as he towelled it dry. Moving his head forward in motion with the towel as you recognised the undercut at the back, he looked so good. He sat at his computer desk clad in only a pair of black Calvin Klein boxer briefs as he smirked towards the camera.

“Another private show?” He smirked into the camera, “Must be your lucky day, Kitten.”

You felt your entire body shiver at his words, your cunt throbbing neglected between your thighs as you imagined his face between them. The same look across his features as he had on your screen now, your eyes fluttering shut at the image as you rocked yourself against your mattress. Your hands moved to try and flatten down your messy hair, wishing that you’d made more of an effort with your appearance. Something that you would’ve spent hours on if you’d known that he’d have initiated this impromptu video chat.

“Oi,” Dynamite growled, vermillion eyes watching as your eyes glazed over, “I’m still fuckin’ here, you know?”

You felt your face flush at the realisation that you’d almost forgot that you now had an audience, so used to being the voyeur and Bakugou had no shame in calling you out.

“You really are such a slut, hah?” He grinned, leaning back in his chair as he watched you, “Can’t go five minutes without thinking about getting yourself off.”

“How much do I owe you?” You murmured, getting ready to send him money for this private show.

“I told you last night,” He growled, “You don’t have to pay me for shit.” His eyes stared directly into his webcam, as though trying to stare directly at you.

“I know, but-”

“Consider it a birthday gift from me to you,” He smirked, cutting you off, “Can’t have you alone on your birthday, it’s fuckin’ pathetic.”

You should have felt hurt at his words, however true they were, but instead, the sound of his husky voice sent a throb of need straight to your cunt, your tight heat clenching around nothing as he watched you through the screen.

“Should’ve told me you were going to be alone for your birthday, would’ve cancelled this show and met up with you instead.” His words made you feel special, important. A swell of pride now growing in your chest at the thought that not only had he just cancelled a busy Friday night show for you, but he actually wanted to see you today.

“But you did cancel the show.” You felt bad that he was losing a source of income because of you. Weekends were always his busiest nights too, people coming home after a long week at work to indulge in him, so he would surely be taking a big hit for you.

“Yeah and, Dumbass?” He rolled his eyes, dropping his towel to the floor beside him.

“Are you sure?” You chewed the inside of your cheek nervously, already feeling guilty that he was wasting his time on you. There were probably loads of other fans just as disappointed as you that he’d cancelled the show.

“Yeah, I’m fuckin’ sure. I can make that money back in no time.” He boasted egotistically, smirking into the camera, his large hand moving down to palm his thick cock through the thin material of his boxes as he leaned back just enough for you to see the sheer size, “But this means you’re gonna give me a good show too right, Princess?”

Your teeth worried against your lower lip as you tugged at the bottom of your oversized shirt, you couldn’t give him a show too, could you? You’d done it before, but now it felt different. It felt more personal, he’d cancelled his source of income for you, what if you couldn’t make him happy? There was no way someone as plain and simple as you could ever satisfy him. Especially not with the other girls that probably slid into his direct messages all the time. The little seed of doubt growing larger inside your mind as you heard Dynamight growl in the background.

“You fuckin’ ignoring me again, Kitten?” His nostrils flared, the dark look in his eyes making you shiver in anticipation.

“No, Dynamight.” You mumbled sheepishly, your fingers digging into the fabric of your shirt as you bit your bottom lip.

“What about the money though?” You had to ask, the number of comments from disgruntled fans had you nervous that he’d really be losing out for wasting his time on your birthday with you.

“Doesn’t matter.” He muttered.

“But I don’t want you to waste your time on me when you could just do the show-”

“Shut up.” He snarled, “You ain’t a waste of time.”

“But-” Of course you’d love another private show, especially so soon after the last one. But guilt ran through your veins at the thought of him losing money because of you, there was no way you were this deserving.

“Don’t worry about it.” He smirked, “Got them wrapped around my little finger, babe. Same as you.”

“Shut up.” You threw back at him, pouting.

“Oh, feisty today, hah?” Bakugou leaned forward in his seat slightly, his damp hair slowly drying as he stared into the camera, “I thought I told you to take your top off.”

Your fingertips curled underneath the fabric, taking a deep breath as you pulled it up and over your head to expose your chest to his view. You heard Bakugou take in a sharp breath as he caught sight of your breasts, shyly holding your shirt in your lap as you watched his reaction.

“That’s my good girl.” He shifted in his chair, “You really are perfect, you know that?”

His words of praise made you feel more confident, or maybe it was the alcohol in your system as you raised your hands to massage your chest without being prompted. Your fingers pinching and tugging your nipples as you heard Bakugou groan on the other side of the screen.

“Didn’t even need me to tell you what to do next, did you?” He sneered, his hand still palming his cock through his boxers, “What a fuckin’ slut.”

“You like me watching you, don’t you?” You bit your lip as you nodded, feeling your neglected clit throb underneath your boy shorts.

“What was that, slutty girl?” He growled, pausing stroking his cock as he watched you, “I didn’t hear you.”

“Yes.” You sighed blissfully, rolling your pebbling nipples between your thumb and forefinger as you tried to imagine it was his hands touching you instead, you lips parted in a low whine.

“Yes, what?” He sneered.

“Yes, Katsuki.” You used his real name, the name he’d given you the night before. The name catching him off guard as his hips arched off the computer chair.

“Fuck,” He threw his head back against the headrest as his vermilion eyes focused on you, “That’s it, Kitten.”

“God, I want to see those pretty lips wrapped around my cock.” You groaned at his admission, thoughts flooding to how it would feel to have his fingers card through your hair as he held onto it by the roots, pushing you down on his thick girth as you gagged around his length. The fat head of his cock hitting the back of your throat with each rut of his hips.

“Are those thigh highs?” Bakugou motioned to your cosy socks that were hugging your thighs as you angled the laptop screen forward so he could see them properly, stretching your legs out in front of you to give him a full view, “Fuck that’s hot.”

You keened at his praise, the sound giving you more confidence as you moved to lay back against your pillows once more, your eyes still completely focused on his body glistening in the afternoon sunlight in his bedroom.

“Show me that slutty little pussy.” Bakugou commanded, a grin on his face as he waited expectantly.

“Show me your cock.” You didn’t know where the confidence had come from, instantly blaming it on the alcohol you’d drank, but an amused grin appeared on Bakugou’s features.

“Where did that come from, Princess?” A surprised tone in his voice as he eased his hips up just enough to tug his boxer briefs down his thick, muscular thighs, “Since it’s your birthday I’ll let it slide.”

Your eyes instantly focused on his thick cock now exposed to your gaze, a large bead of pre-cum pooling against the reddened, angry tip. Thick veins running along the underside that just made him seem even bigger as he gave himself a teasing pump, licking your lips as you imagined what he tasted like, wishing that he was in front of you in the flesh so you could find out.

“You better not forget who’s in charge, Kitten.” The words were spoken as more of a promise than a suggestion as you rubbed your thighs together in anticipation, “I’ll have to put you back in your place.”

“Do I get to see that pretty little pussy now?” You watched mesmerised as he leaned forward, hovering over his cock as he puckered his lips, spitting onto the tip of his cock. The wetness sliding down his length with ease and pooling around his fist as he moved his hand up to swipe his thumb over the head of his cock, collecting his pre as he smoothed it down his thick length, the moisture glistening as he gave himself another languid stroke.

“Oi,” He growled, pausing his motions as his red eyes glared at you through the camera, “I asked you a fuckin’ question.”

You mewled as you slipped your thumbs into the hem of your panties, tugging them down your thighs as you watched a string of your slick stick to the crotch of the fabric, something that didn’t go unnoticed by Bakugou as you heard him grunt on the other side of the screen.

“Fuck yes,” He groaned when you threw your boy shorts to the side, “Show me.”

Your entire body felt flush as you spread your legs on either side of your laptop to give him a good view of your dripping cunt, your labia glistening in your slick as you slid a solo finger through your folds.

“Shit, you’re so fuckin’ wet already.” You could hear the cocky tone to his voice, “Been thinking about me all day, hah?”

You silently nodded your head as you circled your neglected clit with your finger, a light whimper leaving your lips as you alleviated the tension in your body with the movement. Your palm stroking over your duvet to try and find your neglected vibrator, trying to satiate the desperate need inside you.

“Oi, I asked you a question.” You could hear the amusement in his tone as his eyes watched you trying to find your toy.

“Y-yes, Katsuki.” You murmured, rubbing slow circles around your clit as you tried to imagine it was his hand touching you instead. Feeling the smooth plastic to your vibrator as you picked it up, turning it onto the lowest setting as you ran the tip between your folds.

“Didn’t get enough last night, did you? Still fuckin’ desperate for more.” The husky tone of his voice made you keen as your hips arched off the mattress, grinding yourself down against your fingers as you watched Bakugou through your lashes. His own hand continued to stroke his cock as he watched you play with yourself for him, rolling his palm over the swollen head to gather more of the pre that leaked from the tip as his other hand came down to fondle his balls.

“Is that why you were so excited for my show today?” Bakugou continued, your eyes focused on his every move as though stuck in a trance, he was your drug and you were completely addicted, “Wanted to watch me play with myself.”

“Katsuki.” You whimpered, your lips pouted in a moan as you pressed the tip of the vibrator against your tight hole, inner walls fluttering as you slowly eased the toy inside you. Your slick more than enough lubrication to help it slide inside you with ease.

“I bet you had plans didn’t you?” He paused to spit down on his cock again, the sound heightening your arousal, “But you’d rather stay at home and be a fuckin’ slut.”

You gasped at his tone, your puffy clit throbbing at the sound as you imagined what he would look like spitting down onto your cunt. Blown out pupils gazing at the laptop as you watched him continue to stroke himself, his own eyes meeting your own even through the screen.

“Fuck,” He grunted, his hips arching off the chair as he watched you slip the length of the toy inside you, watching the way your body sucked it in as he imagined what it would be like slipping his cock inside you to really stretch you out.

“What are you thinking about while you’re playing with that tight little pussy?” He questioned as though he didn’t already know the answer, it was clearly evident exactly what was on your mind in that moment.

“You.” You murmured, slowly easing the toy in and out of your tight heat, your hole fluttering around it as you pulled it from your cunt before slowly plunging it back in again, feeling it drag along your inner walls as you let out a blissful sigh.

“What about me?” He teased, leaning forward in his seat to get a closer look at the screen.

“You..” Trying to think of the most cohesive way to say what you wanted without sounding foolish, “Inside me-”

You cringed at how naive you sounded, wanting to do the same thing to him that he was doing to you effortlessly. Bakugou’s words turned you into a puddle with ease, each syllable that left his lips ignited a fire inside you and sent a bustle of pleasure throughout your body.

“My cock inside your pretty little pussy, Princess?” He grinned, “Is that what you mean?”

You knew he knew exactly what you meant, but he was trying to make you say it.

“Yes, Katsuki.” You whined, “Want you inside me so bad.”

Your confession ripped a hiss from between his gritted teeth, his hand pausing on his cock as he tried to calm his body down, not wanting to cum before you’d even gone once.

“Yeah? Wish I was there stretching you out on my fuckin’ cock.” His words made you cry out as your hips arched off the bed, giving him the perfect view of your breasts as he languidly began to stroke his cock again.

“Please, Katsuki. I need-,” You could feel the familiar signs inside your body of your impending release, your toes curling as your inner walls began to pulsate around your vibrator, your other hand stroking slow, precise circles around your clit.

“You need what, Kitten?” He replied cockily.

“Need to cum.” You let out a breathless moan as you tried to stop yourself from flying straight over the edge, wanting to prolong the blissful sensation as long as possible.

“You need to cum?” He mocks, “How bad?”

Of course he was teasing you, your lips curving into a pout as you stared straight at the webcam, “So bad. Please-”

“Better fuckin’ cum then, slut.” He cut you off harshly, venom in his tone as you felt yourself come undone at his request. White lines blurring your vision as your body convulsed with your climax, his name spilling from your lips as you rocked your hips against the vibrator, your chest heaving as you tried to regain your breath.

“Shit, you’re so fuckin’ hot.” He growled, watching you writhe against your bedsheets, your head pressed into your pillows as your hips continued to rock against the toy still whirring inside you.

“Don’t you dare take it out, Princess.” He snarled as he watched you begin to slip the toy from your quivering inner walls, your eyes focused on him as he watched strings of your slick stick to the plastic as you pulled it from your sex, “I know you’ve got one more in there for me, pretty girl.”

“Katsuki, I can’t.” You move your hand away from your body, the vibrator still buzzing in a low thrum in your hands. His gaze distracted for a moment as he took in the sight of your tight hole fluttering around nothing.

“Yes, you can. Look at that sloppy little pussy.” You moved your thighs from either side of your screen as you closed them together, moving the laptop to your side as you tried to ease the throb as you caught your breath. Your mind hazy from your climax as Bakugou got the perfect view of your heaving chest. The new position of the laptop made it easier to see Bakugou stroking his thick cock, even more of his pre-cum leaking from the tip as he used it as lubrication along his length.

“Did I say you could fuckin’ stop?” You shook your head pathetically as your lower half continued to throb in the aftershocks of your orgasm, slowly moving the toy back towards your cunt, “Sit up so I can see you, pretty girl.”

You moved to sit on your knees, feeling your legs tingle as pleasure still flowed through your veins, the vibrations coursing through your body as you lowered yourself down on the toy once more. Your hypersensitive cunt clenched around the intrusion as you slipped the toy back inside you, your inner walls tighter around it in the wake of your climax. The low hum of the toy already working you towards another release, “Good girl.”

“You’re so fuckin’ perfect.” Bakugou swallowed thickly. His voice was quiet, barely a whisper as he spoke to himself more than you, but you heard it. The words fuelling you as you slowly began to pump the toy in and out of your heat, “Bet you wish I was there playing with it instead, hah?”

Already feeling another orgasm swiftly approaching, his words coaxing the sensation out of you as you worked yourself against the vibrator. Vermilion, lust filled eyes focused on your every move as his palm mimicked your motions on his thick cock.

“God, I can’t wait to ruin that pretty little pussy.” His promises, whether they would ever become reality, had a thrum of carnal desire running through you as your hips rocked against the toy.

“Come on, Birthday girl. Tell me what you want.” Bakugou teased, but he knew exactly what you wanted.

“Fuck, Katsuki.” You cried, already feeling your inner walls quivering as another harsh climax surged through you, your toes curling as your eyes rolled back, your hips continuing to rock against the vibrator as you let yourself go once more.

“Look at you, my good girl.” Bakugou grinned at the screen, continuing to stroke his cock as he watched you come undone because of him, “That’s it, just like that.”

“Thought you said you couldn’t cum again, Kitten?” You could hear the smugness dripping from his voice as he watched you pant, pleasure rippling through your body as you tried to calm yourself down. Moving your arms up above your head as you relaxed against your mattress.

“Don’t you dare stop, keep fucking that slutty pussy.” He snarled, the sound of him stroking his cock frantically filling your ears as you continued to bounce on the vibrator, the angle causing the toy to rub against your spongy inner walls perfectly, the vibrations spreading through your entire lower half as your fingers continued circling your puffy clit, “You gonna cum for me again, yeah?”

“I can’t.” A sob wracked through your overstimulated boy, your legs trembling at the thought of another climax.

“Yes you fuckin’ can.”

An unusual sensation taking over your senses, the harsh throb niggling your cunt as you felt the sudden urge to pee, your toes curling as you tried to fight the sensation, trying to hold it back and focus on the pure pleasure.

“Come on, Princess.” As if sensing you were holding back Bakugou continued speaking to you, “I wanna see you cum.”

You tried to ignore the unusual sensation inside you, trying to put it at the back of your mind as you continued grinding yourself down against the vibrator, angling it towards the same spot inside you as it pressed against your spongy walls with each downward thrust. Your fingers still drawing sloppy circles on your clit as you allowed yourself to succumb to the pleasure inside you. A squeal leaving your lips as you let the pleasure take over you, your body almost falling forward onto your laptop as you cried out Bakugou’s name in a garbled whine. Clear liquid gushing from your body as your cunt clenched around the vibrator, splashing against your inner thighs and bedsheets. Your fingers still rubbing against your puffy clit making an even bigger mess as more of the clear liquid escaped your body in the tremors of your climax.

“Holy shit,” Bakugou howled out on the other side of the screen, lust filled eyes watching your every move as he worked himself towards his own climax. Your vision hazy as you slowly began to come down from your release, the vibrator slipping from your sopping cunt as it buzzed against your soaked sheets. Your tongue almost lolling out from between your lips as you settled on your calves, your chest heaving, the relisation dawning on you that Bakugou had made you squirt without even touching you.

“My messy fuckin’ girl.” You moved back against your pillows to watch him touching himself for you, uncaring that your sheets were now drenched with your release, your body already slick with sweat, “Good lord, That was so fucking hot.”

Your body keened at his praise, watching as he stroked his own cock frantically, a few more harsh pumps before he was cumming all over himself. Hot, white ropes of cum coating his hand and chest. The mixture glistening against his skin as you licked your lips, imagining licking it off his sweaty skin.

“Fuck,” He lay his head back against the back of his desk chair, his cum glistening against his abs as he caught his breath. Wiping his brow with the back of his hand as he smirked at the screen.

“Didn’t even get to use this shit.” He smirked, reaching forward to pick up something from the desk, holding up the shiny butt plug to the light, the green jewel glistening as he held it to the camera, “I know it’s your fuckin’ favourite.”

Your cunt throbbed almost painfully at the thought of him slipping the toy inside himself, it really was your favourite and the fact that he remembered made a foolish grin spread against your cheeks. Almost wanting to ignore how spent your body felt as you imagined him slipping it inside himself for your eyes only.

“Don’t worry,” He sat back in his chair, grabbing his towel from the floor as he wiped the cum from his chest, “When we finally meet I’m going to make this birthday up to you, Kitten.”

[tittyblade]

tumblr etiquette 101

a list that is nowhere near exhaustive, from yours truly.

First off, welcome! Whether you’re a twitter veteran looking for anything but whatever twitter is, or a new user just done signing up, glad to see you in our ranks beloveds! Welcome home. Refer to this quick tour to make sure your fandom experience (or tumblr experience in general) is a positive one!

Disclaimer: I know it’s long, but please try to read or skim through til the end if you’re new here! This is by no means meant to be a rule book (for the most part lol), only a guide to help you get settled easier!

1) Your blog

This is where people will see and interact with you, so put some effort into it!

Try to choose a name (url) that’s simple. You can see it as your brand, it’s how people will perceive you and remember you. If you’d like to interact with other users here (and not use the site just for the content) it’s better to have something short and sweet, preferably without spaces. (Of course, these are only suggestions.) Rest assured, you can change it literally any time you want.

Have a theme. Utilize the tool that lets you edit your blog’s color or the font of your bio! You can make it match your profile picture, or your blog if it has a theme of its own. Make it feel homey :]

Fill in your bio. People will be checking out your profile probably more often than you think. Don’t leave it empty! Put in any information you’re comfortable with sharing and isn’t too personal (like your age if you’re a minor, or other TMI that can be found on other people’s carrds). It’s always better to add a name/nickname people can use to refer to you by, but feel free to use your blog description to shitpost still.

You can have an intro post. More often than not, you’ll see a blog have a pinned post, a post permanently appearing at the top of a blog until you pin another post or unpin it. You can make one of those, if you’d like to introduce yourself in more length, link any other socials or a carrd, and show others visiting your blog how you tag things so it’ll be easy for them to navigate. Not an obligation.

Keep your anonymity and your safety. It should go without saying, but there’s no harm in repeating it just in case. Your comfort, privacy and safety has the utmost importance. Don’t share any information you don’t want to. Don’t share your age if you’re a minor, or any other incredibly personal info. I’d encourage you to go by a nickname that’s not your real name, (blog name, your brand, remember?) since there’s safety in anonymity, and that’s lowkey one of the big deals of tumblr, but that’s up to you still.

Choose what you want to be visible. Your liked posts and who you follow are all things you can set to keep to yourself and hide from the publics eye, how handy! You should go through all the setting while you’re at it, set it to your comfort.

Side blogs are a thing. You can have multiple blogs that you can use for different things (see: different fandoms, art blog, etc) to keep them organized or away from your followers. Just remember that the replies and off-anon asks you send will be from your main blog, as well as where you follow other blogs from.

2) Interacting with others

You’ve set up your account, now comes the fun part!

Follow to your heart’s desire. If you care about others seeing who you follow, fear not! In tumblr, usually only two types of blogs keep their following visible to others: newbies, and big blogs using it to point people on other good blogs’ direction. Just turn it off, and go ham following people.

Customize your dashboard. Gonna mention just two things here: this is another reason why it’s really important that you follow blogs without sparing, your dash will collect dust otherwise; and you should turn off “best stuff first” in your dashboard settings, to have a better community here and all.

Follow tags. You can set it in your settings that posts with your followed tags appear on your dashboard.

You can check the og post for edits and context. When you see a reblogged post you don’t understand the context of (or don’t recognize the character in case of fanarts), click on the profile so it will take you to the original post. From there you can check the original poster’s tags to get the context, or see if there have been any edits made to the post, since when you edit a post it doesn’t update any past reblogs.

Send people asks... This is how you make mutuals, people! Do it off-anon if you’d like them to know your blog, or anon if you’d rather not! (You can still end your messages with a signature to show you’re the same person, -[name] is one example.) Send them nice messages, ask their opinion on something, discuss things, or just straight up shitpost lol. Go wild. The sky’s your limit and it’s definitely more than 280 characters.

...and let them ask you! You can set your preference in the settings, do it on desktop tumblr to access more settings tho! What you can customize on mobile is limited (like letting people ask you things anonymously, that’s only on desktop settings). In my personal opinion, it’s always better to tag their username (or a nickname you give them, if they’re a friend) on that post, since you wouldn’t want your interactions with your friends to get buried in your blog forever.

Comment on posts. If you have something to say but don’t want the post to appear on your blog you can add a comment. The owner of the post will get a notif for it, but for anyone else you need to tag them.

For the love of god, reblog. People will only see your liked posts if you have it visible to public and they specifically go on your blog to look at them. You like something? You reblog. It’s already hard for posts to circulate properly, if you don’t reblog them literally no one will see them. If not for anything do it for the artists. Just hold and drag on mobile to fast rb.

3) Your Posts

Finally here! Don’t be a lurker, post and engage!

Make use of “read more”. If your post is long, add it. That’s what you clicked on earlier to expand this post. On desktop leave an empty line and you’ll see three dots appear, and on mobile type :readmore: on that empty line.

Draft a post to come back to it later. Pretty self explanatory.

Queue your post. Whether it’s your own post or you’re reblogging, make use of the queue feature to a) not spam reblog and fill up the dashboard of people following you and b) keep your blog active while you’re gone. Mess around in the settings, it’s fairly easy to set up.

Schedule your post. Same as queueing, the only difference is you get to choose the exact time your post will go up. Handy if you want to schedule a post for certain dates like april fools, or 5 years in the future for some reason. 

Format your texts. You can do all kinds of fancy stuff here (that’s a link, try pressing on it). Twitter doesn’t have this, make use of it. Changes depending on whether you’re on mobile or desktop. (Desktop has less features.)

Check your stats. If you’re trying to understand the algorithm better or want to look at some pretty graphs you can get your data on that on desktop tumblr.

@ people in comments. You’ll get all the notifs when people comment on your posts but they won’t see your reply unless you tag them in your message.

4) Tags, and tagging a post

This is where my earlier statement “this isn’t a rule book” stops being applicable. It’s not a war crime to go against these, I won’t come chasing you (don’t take my word for this) but you’ll work up a bad rep. Just saying lol.

Do NOT crosstag posts. It’s really tempting to add unrelated tags to increase your posts’ interaction, I know, but that’s not what tumblr is about. Don’t be a dick and make other communities’ experience worse for them.

Always tag your posts with “crit/critical/discourse/etc” if it calls for it. There’s no exceptions to it. This is the reason you see people migrating to tumblr. Let people enjoy things.

Don’t main tag a critical/negative post. If your crit post is about “Thing”, you add the “Thing critical” tag, but not the “Thing” tag. People block crit tags if they don’t want to see it, don’t shove it in their faces by main tagging it. 

If you don’t want to see something, just block it. Another reason why people are able to survive on tumblr. You don’t start discourse, you don’t make call-outs, you block. You can find something for every community you can think of if you go looking for it. The worst of the worst probably won’t ever appear on your dash, but if you’re worried or feel the need for it, you know where the block button is.

Feel free to shitpost or ramble. More often than not you’ll see people rb a post with a comment, and their elaboration will be in the tags. The tags are only visible on your profile and the notifications of the owner of the og blog. Just a thing people do.

Reblog artists’ posts with nice comments in the tags! Commenting on a drawing is usually done through the tags (Not an obligation, again, just a thing people do. Feel free to add your comment on the rb itself if you’d want other people to see it tho!) and leave nice messages for the artists! It’s a win-win for everyone involved. 

If you have more than a single follower, always use the common tw warning tags. You don’t need to tw everything, but tw’ing some common things is the bare minimum human decency. Keep it safe for others. 

Tag a post “long post” if it’s really long. Pretty self explanatory. Don’t make people scroll through all that please lol. 

You can use them to organize your blog. This is more of a pro tip, if you’d like to not miss a post in your blog, cause they will start pilin’ up soon enough.

#Liveblogging is pretty fun. If you’d like to talk to people during streams, don’t forget to add the relevant tags still! Again, you won’t show up on people’s dash otherwise.

Whew! That got out of hand. Hopefully I didn’t bore you too much. Check out blogs like @heritageposts and @hellsite-hall-of-fame to honor our past o7. @mcytblr-hall-of-fame too maybe :eyes:. Anyways, don’t forget the most important rule of them all:

Enjoy your stay! You’re meant to have fun on here while also making friends (if that’s your thing). Just be kind and respectful of others, you’ll get the hang of the rest! <3

[writernomore]

Can you do soulmate au headcannons for feral Bois + Wilbur please?

You are my Other half|| Feral boys + Wilbur

Please do not publish my work/ content to different websites and platforms, I only post my work here on tumblr and wattpad

A/n: I must say these were like the cutest ever QwQ

Gender Neutral! Reader

Dreamwastaken.

Okay for Dream's soulmate headcanons I like to picture that you have a specific sentence/ words written on your wrist that your soulmate would say to you.

Now, I like to think that you've met your soulmate but! You don't know that yet because of the words on your wrist.

Here's how the situation will go, so basically your a streamer (Naturally) and your friends with Dream! (Shocking :0) .

So you've recently been getting undeserved hate because of the way you play a certain game or people just don't seem to like you, sure there are your loyal fans cheering you up and all but there's just sometimes going to be someone who'd take their comments too far and it just gets to you.

So right now your on discord with Dream ( I don't if you guys want it to be the both of you are in face time so I'll leave this part vague so you can imagine which one you prefer.) and you are just venting/talking about your situation with Dream and you come to stop saying that you couldn't handle it anymore and that you didn't know what to do anymore.

Dream has experience to what your encountering, putting yourself out there and becoming a sort of influencer and gaining fame is that there will always be people to bring you down and love to see that they have left and effect on you.

" You don't need to listen to them, clearly, they don't know how amazing you are."

"Thank you Clay, you're really great too, I don't see why people seem to hate you too."

It was silent at first but then you came to a sudden realisation of the familiarity of the words Dream just told you, quickly pulling up your sleeve your eyes widen to the exact words Dream said imprinted on your wrist.

Looking up at your Monitor, you were breathless, there was a sudden change of mood and the both of you were just silent before Dream spoke once again.

"Hello, Soulmate."

Georgenotfound.

Okay, I think this one is cute but I always think Soulmate Au's are cute so here's George's Soulmate Au!

You have a clock timer to when you meet your soulmate and it's just the perfect one for this idea in my head.

So basically, your on your way to meet an online friend of yours, George or going by his online alias Georgenotfound.

You had been streaming for about a while now and you've met such wonderful people, along with George and other nice streamers on the platform.

You were looking out the window of your plane, as you were nearing to the UK, glancing down you notice the timer on your wrist had sped up and that it shows that you might meet your soulmate here in London.

You were ecstatic at the idea of meeting your soulmate at the airport, just like some cheesy RomCom you've watched before.

Going down the stairs of the airplane you go through scanning and you grab your luggage and look for George, taking out your phone you text him asking where he was and he texted back sending where he was standing, pocketing your phone your clock seems to have gone faster and that you might encounter your soulmate soon before you get to meet up with George.

Walking around you glance to see where George is, ocassionally looking at your wrist, but then you spot the man holding up a welcome sign you walk over to him but just as you were about a few feet away you put down your luggage and make a sprint running to him, to attack him in a hug.

10...

9....

8....

7....

6...

5....

4...

3..

2..

1..

You hug George as he carries you and spins you around, the both of you laughing as you look up at him and smile, it was finally that moment you got to meet him.

He sets you down and you look down to your wrist that your timer, you brush your hand over it and George grabs your wrist to look at it, as he examines it you look up at him in surprise, your soulmate was the person you were so desperate to meet.

He looks up at you and smiles even wider as he pulls up his sleeve and showing that the his timer to had gone off, he encases you in a hug and you chuckle wrapping you arms around his shoulder.

Sapnap.

Okay, so this one I like to make this that you and Sap are strangers in this one because, why not? And it would be perfect for the soulmate Au I chose for Sapnap.

Your Soulmate Au with Sapnap is You're deaf until you meet your Soulmate, and the first thing you'll be able to hear is their voice.

So here's how your situation goes, so given that your deaf, you had to learn ASL language to communicate with people(I make it that everyone has different Soulmate Au's, ex: your friend has the red string.) and it's sometimes hard to be able to get your bearings considering your deaf.

And hearing aids don't work as well, there's nothing you can do about it, so you just wait for your soulmate.

So, you're walking down the street after getting groceries, and you try to balance all the bags in your hand but they were to heavy and you were really desperate to not drop the groceries.

So you hug the groceries close to your body but you stiffen at the hand on your shoulder, you turn around to look at the person and they smile at you, raised their hands to sign if you needed help, dumbfounded you try to say something but you couldn't hear what you said but it was clear he did because he had this look of surprise.

And he puts a hand over his ear and looks at you and opens his mouth.

"Can you hear me?" You had the same expression he had but you nodded and then everything seemed to be clear and the both of you can hear sound now.

The two of you just talk to each other about anything you guys come up with relishing the sound of each others voice whilst carrying your groceries.

Karl Jacobs.

Okay, so for Karl's Soulmate thing I picked where your hair would be the same as your soulmates if they dye it and vice versa to your soulmate.

So basically you've had this love for gaming and you practically have been entertaining the idea of streaming, you loved people who play games whilst they streamed, talking to the people in chat and just making people's days.

And you happen to want to do the same, so basically you wanted to be exclusive with your appearance so you usually just turned your face cam off, but when you did people would gush about how nice your hair looked because of the colors you pick out.

Your streaming career had really gone well and you were quiet well known and was doing really well, the people loved you! (excluding the people who bash on you).

You've met really wonderful friends and they're just the nicest and most wonderful people!

And you have this friend named Karl he was really the best, you met him through Quackity and the two of you just really hit it off from the on.

Basically, you and Karl would be streaming later but there was a problem it was when you were with other people or felt the mood you'd turn on your camera but your soulmate decided to dye their hair and now you had the same exact color (awww and you were really growing into the old color too.)

So basically, when you got ready you joined the call with Karl(But you had your camera off) and the two of you were just playing and then you started ranting how your hair changed because your soulmate dyed their hair, Karl just comforted you and then when you were going to look at chat people wanted to see your hair so you went to open your face cam showing your hair, ruffling it a bit.

Unbeknownst to you, Karl happened to have opened your stream on his monitor, You went to talk again with Karl but he was silent for a while, then he smiled and went to talk about how he dyed his hair and he wanted to show the stream, you told him it was nice and was just oblivious to Karl's doing.

People kept on spamming your chat to check Karl's stream and so you did, you pulled up his stream and there he was, with his hair the same color as yours.

You started screaming and just yelled in disbelief letting out little chuckles, you went to cover your face with your hands and chat was ballistic (Both yours and his chat) .

Quackity.

Okay, so for Quackity I chose the one where you write on your skin it would also appear on your soulmate's (and vice versa).

So for this you use this as a form of communication since you don't know each other, it doesn't get personal but just little details about each other.

I have a feeling Quackity would draw penises as a form of prank and you'd have wash it off quickly because you know, it's embarassing but alas, you can't erase it.

It only happens to disappear after time or when your soulmate erases it.

So basically as payback to the little penises he draws you draw these shapes on your face, there are hearts, stars, and little doodles along with the words Kiss me!

It was all fun and games between you guys, and you wanted to share your little 'prank' on instagram, taking a picture of your self smiling and along with a caption saying how you pranked your soulmate.

After you had posted that you just decided to scroll through instagram smiling, but then your smiled had dropped and you saw someone posting a picture, their face having the same markings as you had drawn but you just didn't do anything and liked his picture.

But for a while it had been eating at you so you went to go and message him about being soulmates.

So you just resulted to doing it the old fashioned way and grabbing your marker and contemplating what to write, you decided to write your username and just left it at that hoping he'd check it out.

It was about a few minutes before your phone vibrated, opening you saw someone had DMed you, going on to instagram it was him!

You went to check out the message it said:

"I never knew my soulmate would be so beautiful/handsome."

"Hello to you too, Soulmate."

Wilbursoot.

Mister Soot, your soulmate Au with him would be that you have the same mark as your soulmate, it isn't some random shape but it's a specific mark that you and your soulmate would have.

I don't know how I'm going to be able to write this one so basically this is just how Wilbur found out you were his soulmate, Wilbur would be about a year or 3 older than you and it was your 21st birthday that when your soulmate mark would appear, Wilbur had already gotten his before you.

So the two of you are counting down by midnight in video chat talking and waiting for the clock to strike 12, you had been so excited, you've waited for 21 years for this moment to arrive, when the clock had striked 12 you quickly checked out what the mark was.

It was a white music note, it was cute and it was placed on your wrist, you smiled and look at Wilbur, raising you arm up to angle it so that the camera could see it and show Wilbur what the mark looked like, "Check out my soulmate mark." you found Wilbur silent but then he started giggling, "What's so funny?" You asked him frowning as you looked down to your wrist.

"I guess I finally found you, and you were just right under my nose." Wilbur giggled again.

You held a dumbfounded expression before looking down at your mark and back up again before shaking head, "I guess you found me." You said smiling.

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I'M SO SORRY THAT THIS TOOK SO LONG AND THAT I WAS INACTIVE FOR SO LONG😭😭.

But if you guys want, I have a discord server It was so that I could interact with the readers of my wattpad book but it could be that you guys could see what I'm working on! Discord server.

Anyways, if you guys like my writing, why not and consider giving me a follow? ;)

[blueprint-han]

[Image ID: A black picture with the title “HOW TO SUPPORT FANFICTION AUTHORS” written in bold caps lock, colored with a winter forest picture. End ID.]

Well, this post has been made countless times, but I’m making one too because I’ve seen a lot of people say they’re new to tumblr and don’t know the whole “reblogging is better than liking” rule and other stuff. So without any further ado, here are ways YOU can support the fanfiction authors. Now keep in mind this applies to almost every author out there, not just the stayblr fandom, so if you’re a silent reader (or even if you aren’t), I advise you go through this post. Warning, this is a fairly long post going into detail, so yeah. I still expect you, the readers to read this, and if you’re a writer, feel free to lmk if i’ve written smth wrong or if you want me to add something! ^^

In this post I’ll go into thorough analysis of the pros and cons of each of the methods listed here and how YOU as a reader can show the authors whose fics you read more love and motivate them to produce content.

WARNING; LONG POST! GOES INTO A DECENT AMOUNT OF DETAIL. NOT EDITED, EXCUSE ANY TYPOS.

#1 : LIKING !

I think this is basic common knowledge, and a lot of people tend to do this. When you like the post, the author sees it, you see it, and if the author has their liked posts accessible (which majority of the time they don’t), and if someone deliberately goes to check it, then they see it. See why so many authors say just liking does nothing? Only liking says “Hey, I’m gonna tell you your story is not that good by simply liking it and not sharing it with other people. :D”

♯ PROS:

You’re telling the author that you've read their fic, and either you’ve enjoyed it to a certain extent, or you’re just saving it to read for later.

Likes are seen by you, the author and anyone who has access to your likes (which, most people don’t).

♯ CONS:

If you ONLY like, you’re not really helping the author’s work reach a wide audience because this site isn’t Instagram. Reblogging is the only way people can SEE our works. I’ll cover more on that in the next section.

In a nutshell, liking is good! But you should most likely use it in a combination with the other stuff I’ve listed below, because just the like itself doesn’t really do much in giving the author any feedback or interaction on their fics.

To clear shit up; I’m not talking about those people who don’t read the story or appreciate it in the first place. I’m talking about those who appreciate the fic, like it, but don’t leave any sort of feedback to show that.

#2 : REBLOGGING !

This is SO, SO important. I cannot stress on this enough. Let me explain WHY so many writers stress on reblogging content: 

Tumblr’s tag system is inherently fucked up, and has grown more so over the year. I’m not kidding, at first, the fic either used to show up in the tags or it didn’t, but now, sometimes your fic can be REMOVED from the tags because of,,, idk tumblr tag shit. Anyways, as you can see, it’s very demotivating for authors at that point, because the major way for people to find their content and expand their blogs has been blocked.  

Due to this reason, tumblr authors need to RELY on you, their followers to help spread their works to a wider audience. Now again, before you get me wrong, I’m not saying you ae forced to rb our works regardless of whether you like them or not. BUT, that being said, if you DO infact like the story, there’s no harm in reblogging, right? By doing this you’re indirectly telling the author — “hey! :D I liked your fic! Which is why I am gonna share it to my followers so they can read it too :D” Trust me, you’re doing nothing but helping the people who produce content for you to read. Seems like a worthy cause to hit the reblog button, right? It’s only a one, or maximum two step procedure.

Leave tags in your reblogs! Trust me, as an author myself and as much as I know from all my author friends, we oft check the tags of your reblogs to see if you found any part amazing or even if you have anything to say about the writing we put so much hard work into. Even a key smash or a “This was so [insert adjective] 🥺” is enough to leave a smile on your authors face. 

♯ PROS :

You’re !! Sharing !! Your authors !! Works !! This leads to them getting more recognition, so for the content they’re so graciously providing for free, you’re promoting their blog and helping them expand it.

If the tags are being a shit, which majority of the time they are, then you’re literally making an author’s day by reblogging! You’re showing them that you, a follower and appreciator of their works are willingly sharing their content because it deserves to be seen by more people. Again before any dumb people decide to attack me, i am talking about people who like the fic but don't bother reblogging and are silent/ghost readers. I am not forcing anyone to read anybody’s work.

YOU’RE MAKING YOUR AUTHOR SO HAPPY WHAT MORE REASONS COULD YOU POSSIBLY WANT !! 🥺

♯ CONS :

Literally none, because as far as I remember no author is against reblogging of their works. It’s quite literally the way this platform functions. Reblogging is IMPORTANT.

#3 : COMMENTING/SENDING FEEDBACK !

This kind of overlaps with the previous section, but THIS IS SUCH AN IMPORTANT STEP !! When you leave feedback, you are directly giving the author something so much more valuable to them than high follower/note counts or money. Your feedback is literally our serotonin. I kid you not the number of times I’ve received a positive comment and smiled and it has made my day. There’s a reason youtubers (though not the best example, bear with me here because it was the only one I could think of) ask people to subscribe, like and COMMENT. The subscription is like a follow, the like is ofc like a heart, and the comment is equivalent to an rb with comments in the tags. 

You might argue and tell me that a comment is basically like an ask so the reblogging step isn’t necessary, but I’m sure 99% of you use YouTube and you know that more comments leads to people’s videos boosted in the stream/trending charts. This is what reblogging does. Reblogging shares the piece with other people like minded, which leads to a boost in reads. You are literally helping your author grow.

It’s quite literally the same thing as youtubers. Youtubers NEED validation to keep their content creation going, so do writers, so do other ccs on this site. This post is however, focused on WRITERS, so keep that in mind.

♯ PROS :

By doing this, you’re giving author valuable feedback! It’s similar to what you do in rbing with tags. Interactivity with their fics boosts their note counts and helps expand their audience, so srsly, now think of it: your one comment is playing such a massive role to help ccs create more content.

Imagine how much of a difference the note counts will be in when every person who simply likes after reading the fic, reblogs, leaves a comment and sends an ask. the note counts would be high on each and every fic, which is validation in itself, but your comments would inspire the writer so much more! Please, don’t skip the commenting part. Even a simple one like: “this is so cute!” is wonderful. 

♯ CONS :

Remember, if you’re gonna give constructive criticism (which I’m sure you all are smart enough to know if different from hate), make sure the author is okay with it. Authors need to be in a specific mindset and must be ready to accept criticism, so if you’re gonna give constructive criticism to them when they’re at a low point, it may demotivate them.

Just commenting, instead of reblogging and commenting in the tags/ reblogging and then leaving an ask in their inbox, while it gives validation in plenty, will not lead to the author’s work being spread. Therefore I suggest either reblogging and commenting in the tags or reblog and then leave an ask, or comment under the fic!

!! reminder; I am not saying that if you don’t rb and just leave feedback, your feedback has no value. We authors truly appreciate every bit of feedback, but this post is aimed to help you learn how to interact with and support authors, and make them feel more motivated, because the current scenario of liking and scrolling is taking a toll on their creative abilities. Take it from a person who’s been writing for a year.

#4 : COMMSIONING VIA THEIR KO-FI/OTHER APPS !

Before any of you attack me, let me tell you that this is not a step that is 100% necessary to do. ONLY donate if you can and if you genuinely want to, and if anyone is forcing you to pay for something against your will, you need to get yourself out of there.

Regardless, if an author has a kofi and you’re able to and you want to donate, you definitely should! It’s also a valid form of support.

#5 : ADDING THEM ON REC LISTS/ RECOMMENDING THEM TO REC BLOGS

This is such an underrated option, to be honest. I can’t tell you the number of times I’ve seen my fic was recommended onto some rec list and it’s made me smile so hard. If you like some fics, create a rec list! They’re oft very popular amongst the fans too. Making rec posts is such a great way to share your favorite stories with others. 

Rec blogs! I’ve seen a couple going around, and needless to say they are a great way to get someone else to read your favorite author’s work whilst also giving them your own feedback. These blogs oft accept recs via a form or ask box, and they leave your feedback along with their own, or else they’ll oft tag the author in the feedback post, so look! You’re basically helping your author share their fic to many more people, because you’ve given them feedback and a reblog.

♯ PROS :

Validation! Feedback! Reblogs! More exposure! Helping a blog grow! Spreading love! basically a run down of the stuff I’ve said before!

♯ CONS :

Literally no con of this. Unless, a one in a million case, this author says they don’t like receiving feedback/being tagged, and I’m sure NO person has said this before, at least none that I’ve heard of.

#6 : FINAL COMMENTS; MISC !

When an author points out about how the interactivity is drastically reducing, don’t just give them blind apologies. Yes, you feel sorry for not interacting as much, we understand, but rather show that you’ll become a better content consumer through your actions. We need to see that we’re not just throwing words into a void and that people are actually trying to be better content consumers. 

Understand the fact that authors don’t get paid for this, and 99% of the time, these authors don’t take commissions either. They’re giving you novel worthy writings for free. Take Percy Jackson: You think the author would have felt motivated to write the subsequent parts, let alone two whole series based off of it if literally no one showed that they were interested? Rick Riordan has sales, he is being paid, there are millions of people and big agencies who provide him feedback. Now take that huge amount and simmer it down to an audience of maybe 10000 people This is what fanfic authors want. They don’t want your money, nor are they telling you to risk your lives for them. All they want is, a reblog, some tags, some feedback, some INTERACTIVITY.  A sign that they aren’t throwing fics into the void and that people actually like them, some motivation to continue. Seems fairly easy to throw an rb with some tags, right?

Don’t bother to tell me that we do this for ourselves and we shouldn’t ask for likes and reblogs and feedback, because 1) you are consuming the content that we “write for ourselves” and 2) writers post their content here for interactivity and feedback. We could just not post and write and save our fics in our dungeon drafts for years. But we choose to post to entertain the readers, the consumers. And we aren’t even asking that much in return.

Don’t give me the whole “I’m scared that authors feel that comments are annoying” excuse either because seriously this has been DEBUNKED SO MANY TIMES. Istg, in the nicest way possible, if you still think writers are annoyed by interaction and feedback, after so many posts, long rants have been posted as to how we’re not, then you must truly be living under a rock. There, I said it. Please stop thinking this way, I’ll say it again, AUTHORS ARE NOT ANNOYED OF FEEDBACK, COMMENTS, TAGS, REBLOGS. WE LOVE IT. Saying this is like saying that the audience in a theatre play shouldn’t clap when the play ends because the actors would find it noisy. 🤡

I’ve seen some people saying they have anxiety issues and such, so pls note that I’m not invalidating your condition. If you’re trying to be more interactive, I really appreciate it! If you can’t, that’s fine too. You’re trying.

But for the people who have no reason other than feeling lazy to rb and comment, your lack of interactiveness is not excused. Please. Tumblr is a reblogging site. If you’re gonna consume content like authors are some sort of machines, I encourage you to go get some more perspective.

This site is not Instagram or the satan bird app. Your likes are appreciated but frankly speaking, they do nothing to the author except tell them “Hey i read ur fic but i'm not gonna support u :D” and honestly, that is detrimental to their creative capabilities and mental health. 

DON’T FOLLOW AN ACC JUST TO MINDLESS RB THEIR SIGNAL BOOST POSTS AND THEIR REBLOGS OF GIFS AND NOT INTERACT WITH THEIR WRITING AT ALL ! Trust me, authors prefer a lower amount of interactive followers than a high count that doesn’t even give them any feedback. Again your follows are appreciated, but when you’re following, you know the type of content the author creates, so the author expects that the more followers, the more interactivity. These days, this is just becoming the opposite. So don’t do it! If you’re gonna follow to read, interact with their works. I promise, this will make both you and the author happy. A win-win situation.

In conclusion: SUPPORT YOUR FUCKING AUTHORS! THEY ARE NOT MACHINES THAT HAVE NO FEELINGS TO PRODUCE CONTENT FOR YOU! FICS TAKE DAYS AND DAYS OF PLANNING, PLOTTING, OUTLINING, WRITING, EDITING, MAKING TEASERS. SO JUST SHOW THEM YOU APPRECIATE THEM WITH AN RB. IT’S THE L E A S T YOU CAN DO.

I will be liking this post here written by the lovely @chaninfused​ and @scriptura-delirus​ . Please take time to read it because if you weren’t convinced by my arguments, you will see how much frustration we as writers face on a daily basis. Please, just show support. Here is the post by @stayndays​ about how to get more people to read your work, because it also has a note on reblogging. Please educate yourself, and put an end to this mindless consuming culutre and bring up some interactivity.

If you’ve read this far, I want you to go to two of your favorite authors and leave some feedback in their inbox, and tag me in it (either tag me yourself or ask the author to do so, they won’t mind). Show your writers that our words are taking effect and you are becoming better consumers. I mean it. I’m serious. I want every single one who reads this post to do this. besides valid reasons, if you’re lazy to do this, you’re a part of the problem. PLEASE get more perspective.

Also, feel free to add to this post! I’d love to read your thoughts too, remember to be kind though. And, if I think your rb is somehow contradicting my points and is bringing down the reason I made this post, I will politely ask you to delete your comment, because this post is about being truthful about the harsh reality of tumblr consumers and how we can change it. I’m sure none of you will let it get to that point, though. <3 love you guys. 💓

And, just a reminder, don’t just blindly like this too. Do what I said before, and while I am not forcing you, I’d appreciate your reblog, because seriously, it took me 3 whole days to write this, plus, I’m sure this will help more of your followers understand the fault in consumer culture. haha, that’s it! This post was way too long uff.

also, this is ur cue to not be stupid in my inbox. You have something to say? Think I worded smth wrongly? I’m sure it wasn’t my intention to do so, point it out with manners. 

[dennydraws]

It's not your focus being poor, it's the age of rapidly moving social media.

Actual diagnoses aside, I'm not dismissing these... If you think your focus is poor, look at what social media and the current internet trends are teaching your brain.

Not so long ago I found myself struggling to do the things I was able to do with ease 5 or so years ago - just open a sketchbook draw and relax without any expectations or great plan for amazing results. I used to love the process of creation, the rough and unshaped ideas regardless if they become more than scribbles or not. Now my brain just keep pausing and looking for distractions. Why should I bother with this process of drawing if I may not like the final result? I should get dopamine from the end result, right? But I could get my dose of dopamine from just opening latest rapidly moving social media where for 3 seconds I can see something relatable or funny and more importantly - I can do it with just a few swipes of the finger. That's what my answer was when I sat down and kept asking "Why do you pause, why do you stop, what happened?"

Our brains are adaptable things. The constant and endless scrolling can teach them that oh, yes you can get your dopamine, no need to invest time and effort. No, I'm not here to say social media bad, remove all the apps, let's go back to early 2000s. Social platforms can connect us, they can give us good inspiration, we can learn things, so many things ... but without proper control it can also corrode our focus. The big corporations cater to this - they try and try to grab your attention by implementing endless scrolling, faster sharing, numerous notifications and so on and so on. Surely you don't want to MISS something, right? And they make sure you are reminded that you DON'T want to miss anything. Come back into the torrent of information! We need your content cause your content is our money! (I have notifications turned off from everything, screw that noise)

The constant bombarding with information teaches your brain that it needs this extra noise while tiring it very very quickly sometimes without you realizing it. Once you deprive it from it, the brain simply struggles to focus. After all, where is the extra noise? So you find yourself playing a podcast or two or five, maybe tap a game on your phone while you expect yourself to draw, to create, to concept ... but is your focus even there? You end up hating what you worked on and just go change your song or the podcast or maybe do your gatcha dailies and before you know it, you start getting your dopamine and it's not from your work.

And so you end the day thinking - ah, I lost my spark.

You? More like Me. I'm the one who goes through this right now and if you do too, consider what is eating your attention. Reduce it, no need to cut it forever. See how you feel. I'm in a process of social media detox and trying different things. Coming back to Tumblr reminded me how good I felt on this site. Sure it has the same little dopamine traps like many others but at least it's not a rapid raging stream of everything. At least I can sit down and pin my attention long enough to post this rather than condense it into "Social Media bad for focus" and tweet it cause internet forbid content takes more than 3 seconds of your attention - you have to feed the system after all.

Anyhow, thank you for reading this far, I just needed to pour some of my thoughts on focus, social media and how much I hate the current trends of - be short, be shocking, be 3 seconds long or be lost in the void forever. It's exhausting, it trains you to think that hard work is waste of time and you should never think your hard work was waste of time.

[its-toasted]

A 20XX brick about everything

I ripped out the pit and she posted a picture of tacos. Just kidding. Like that did happen, but it's not representative of anything, except the culture at the time. Like I'd like a medley stream of pictures while I'm crying, that would help, yes. Yes it would. I heart this post, and I know my mutual feels me, in all this fullness, u, across the universe with blanket and hot drank, for me? Fuck, I'm touched. Just lock up my energy into a bar then it's bearable, otherwise I'm a bit lopsided.

I guess I'm always lopsided to you. Normally if we talk -- you and I, not the her-you, which I do sometimes, but the you-you, yes, your faceass, that is correct, I am clairvoyant. Uh I guess normally I would let you know what stage of life I'm in. Just off the strength of setting or scene or something childish and unmistakable. But this time I think it just works better this way.

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There was this chick, and it was real and we were the best. That was a test, and I don't know if you failed it but I judge you accordingly. It was an old iconic tumblr photo from back in the day, so if you're not up on that you've been respectfully weeded out. Another gem went like -- Caroline, you are my working week my sunday rest, blah blah blah and sunday best, north east south west bitch, chiseled into the tree bark. That can't be right. This place is for saps. This place has always been a part of me, I do have tacit love for that, being of here, much as the XXX, or xxco, or college park, or home court, or a dark night on the road. I've been posting bad music here since 2011 man, and 11's my favorite number, so preeetty sure it's my year. It early

This place is origin, like I grew up reading books and playing ball and falling in love until what, about 21. And coming back to dream here, even after years. What was real before the page, before I was 14 and thinking in song and synonym and sheet music? Or when I first saw Miles Hodges and Andrea Gibson and Mac Miller flutter with a pen. This box is a makeshift sanctuary for me, it often has been. I have a theory you get ghost-banned because you saved way too much shit in drafts, or are otherwise just a stupid large load on staff resources, but if you ask nicely enough they may pity you. They roll a die. May will be here in 3 weeks, and that means there's only 5 months until Cam's wedding, and I'm worried I won't fit. Nah that's clown talk. We just booked tickets to Colorado, the one time I went it was May too.

Do you know the odds of being for someone? I think about so much in odds, maybe that's from being naturally smooth with the math as with english as a yung back in the day u know me. Uh or scrolling on maplestory, or playing what are the odds with Cam in pews and halls and terminals and drive thrus, and having to put my tongue on some unpleasant fucking shit. I'm not great at math anymore, but still very good at the basics. And estimation, that's what I mean, I never want to know the truth. I'd like to guess and then be moved, you feel me. No you don't, since that sounds dumb, but it's true. I'd love to learn so much that I'm a burden, because I was always really good then.

With this girl, lol I've built up this anticipation like charging the sun, and for what huh. Here it is, and it's the same as per uje. How I crave more than anyone is able to give, because I chase loving that needs me to be more than I am, and I can't be, so you see it's a stand-still. She was so different, and it still wasn't different with her. If I'm not drawn out of the bad parts of me it won't last. I've been a lot of boys, like cold and loud and proud and hard, but none of those are nature. I guess the second likely was. And the first is becoming, I hate that. I won't say there's a better way but I do fight it, though. I do see why most end up with another from home, who else could know you